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I am going to depart from my usual practice of not publishing the
words of others instead of my own about things that matter. I received
a message (sent to me by someone on his mailing list) from Rabbi Ron Yiztzchok Eisenman that is impossible to restate in my
own words. The reasons for which will
become evident to the reader. In his weekly 'Short Vort' Rabbi Eisenman published a very lengthy letter from
a woman named Rena, a devout Chasidic woman from Bnei Brak who is now married and lives
in Monsey, New York. Rena was continually raped by Chaim Walder during her 'therapy' sessions - beginning when she was
about 12 years old.
She wrote the letter in her native tongue - Hebrew. It was translated into English by Rabbi Eisenman in conjunction
with Rena and an unidentified Chasidic Rebbe who was not only sympathetic to her
plight, but insisted that her letter be widely circulated. His attitude was generated
by the fact that one of his own granddaughters had experienced sexual abuse and
as a result is no longer religious. She is now living with a non Jewish man.
Although it is written to all of us, much of her message is directed to the world of Charedi
rabbinic authority. It is imperative that
all who are adherents of this concept – often expressed as Daas Torah - read
her letter. Especially the rabbinic leaders themselves. Please take the time to read this important statement. Please do not let its length scare you off. And please help disseminate it to others, starting with your own Rav. Her letter follows:
When Weeping is Not Enough
by Rena Salomon
Dear Rabbi Eisenman,
My
name is Rena Salomon, and I am a victim of cw.
I say this is in the present tense because even though he is
dead (may the name of the wicked rot), he still terrorizes and victimizes me.
I have never been to Passaic, New Jersey, and I am sure we
don't travel in the same circles.
Why am I writing to you?
I could pander to you and tell you that I am writing because
"you get it."
However, that would be a lie.
You may want to get it and try to get it, but you can't, and
you will never "get it."
My great grand-parents both did a stint in Hell on Earth.
The world knows it as Auschwitz.
They passed away when I was a child.
My grandmother told me that her parents never spoke about
being incarcerated in Hell.
The first time she asked her mother about the strange
numbers on her forearm, her mother cried, pulled down her sleeve to the wrist,
and through her tears said only, "mein baliebte tochter, vet keinmal nisht
farshteyn" (my beloved daughter, you will never understand).
Much later, my grandmother understood why her mother never
spoke about it.
Survivors such as my great-grandmother were embarrassed to
speak about Auschwitz for the first few years.
They always felt as if the listener blamed them for being in
Auschwitz or never fully believed what they endured and how painful and
life-changing it was.
Later in life, when the street narrative changed and
holocaust survivors became heroic people who you should seek out for Brochus,
my great-grandmother still chose to remain silent.
When asked by her daughter, who by then was herself a
grandmother, "Why, Mama, do you still remain silent?" My
great-grandmother answered with a wave of her hand, "ich darf nisht kein
rachmonus" (I don't need anyone's pity).
So too, Rabbi Eisenman, there are still many people who
blame me for being molested.
They ask me (or I can tell that they at least want to ask
me) the same question as they questioned (or wanted to question) my
great-grandmother, "Why didn't you fight back?"
Certainly, those people don't get it as they persist in
their belief that most victims are either lying, exaggerating or loshon hora
mongers who have thinly-veiled agendas to destroy Orthodox Jewry.
Thankfully, as time has gone on and more people have come
forward, and the realization is beginning to take hold that sexual abuse
occurs, the reaction of some people towards the victims has changed.
Just as people began to change in their reaction to
Holocaust survivors, people are also changing in their response to abuse
survivors.
The reaction varies from disbelief at worst to pity and
compassion at best.
As much as compassion is better than feeling repulsed,
rejected, tainted, and not believed, I say to you Rabbi Eisenman as my
alter-bubbe told my grandmother, "ich darf nisht kein rachmonus."
I, and survivors like me, are not interested in being looked
at as pitiful, stained misfits who now deserve your "deepest
sympathies."
Rather, we need people to believe us and in us.
And we need people to treat us as true survivors who have
withstood the horrors of abuse and molestation and are still functioning human
beings.
You want to commiserate and validate my pain. However, you
have never done a stint in Hell on Earth on the folding cot in cw's warehouse
while being raped between stacks and stacks of books whose themes were helping,
protecting, and empowering children.
You have never lived a day in Hell where the daily schedule
consisted of being violated and humiliated by the man (whose horrid breath I
smell every day of my life) who was regarded by hundreds of thousands of
admirers- as the ultimate protector of children.
I appreciate your compassion, but never think Rabbi Eisenman
(or any other rabbi) that you "really get it."
Unless you too were incarcerated, battered,
humiliated, and wounded for life by the recipient of the 2003 Magen LeYeled
(Defender of the Child) award from the Israel National Council for the Child-
you don't get it.
Would you ever tell someone who was in Auschwitz, "Yes,
yes, I understand your pain? I, too, went through hard times."
That statement would be laughable cruel, and insensitive.
Just as you can never understand imprisonment at Auschwitz,
you can never understand being a caged twelve-year-old girl enslaved and
subjugated by an evil, pernicious pedophile.
This pedophile is the embodiment of brutality and
heartlessness.
For me and hundreds of others, he was the most demonic
creature to walk the face of this Earth.
Therefore, you can never fully understand as sympathetic as
you are, although I appreciate your sincere desire to understand.
There is something; I, too, will never understand.
I will never understand how any sane individual, much less a
rabbi, could allow cw's books to remain part of a home or school library.
If your grandmother was medically experimented on by Josef
Mengele Yimach Shemo, would you ever think to allow his medical books in a
Jewish home?
I and dozens if not hundreds were sexually experimented on
by cw Yimcah Shemo.
The debate surrounding the retention of his books speaks
volumes of the insensitivity of our Tzibbur to sexual molestation.
Yet, my optimistic, hopeful self tells me to write with the
hope that words that emanate from the heart will enter the heart of my readers.
After encouragement from my own Rav and therapist, I have
decided to put into words my story.
Why now?
There has been much discussion and analysis in the Jewish
world regarding the cw debacle.
I have read and heard it all.
Everything I have read and heard has been from people
commenting on the events from the outside.
I have been obsessed with the demise of this putrid, fetid
monster ever since he did the greatest favor to the Jewish people (if only he
had done so decades ago) by bringing to an end to his thirty-year reign of
terror. Which I must add, was known about by much more people than you can ever
imagine.
How embarrassing it is and how ironic it is for our Tzibbur
that a left-wing anti-religious newspaper was the savior, hero, and true
defender of Chareidi Jewry, as it was their exposé that finally stopped the
monster.
I'll leave the message Hashem wants us to take from this to
the rabbis.
Since, as mentioned, everything printed or posted has been
from outsiders, namely, people who were never abused and certainly not by cw, I
have decided to take my rightful place on the platform.
Why should only those with outside knowledge comment,
analyze, critique, and in some cases even justify cw?
Should I not have a place at the table?
After all, I spent more nights than I care to admit in the
company of the embodiment of Satan himself.
Who else has the right to be heard if not me?
Before I write about my feelings about how we should react,
I want to tell you about myself to understand where I am coming from.
I am the youngest of a large Hareidi family in Bnei Brak.
When I was twelve years old, I began to act out in school.
My parents took me to the Center for the Child and Family in
Bnei Brak to be evaluated.
A week after the evaluation, a phone call informed us that I
had an appointment with a therapist for that Wednesday.
When I arrived, I was told to wait in an office for the
therapist.
To my amazement and the joy of my family, cw himself entered
the room, introduced himself, and said he was going to be my therapist.
I silently thanked Hashem for my good fortune of having the
privilege of cw himself being my therapist.
At first, he encouraged me to talk about myself and my
family.
Sometimes the questions he asked about the relationships
between family members were strange to me. However, I was sure that cw knew
what he was doing; after all, he was cw.
Soon his questions focused on me and my personal life.
He asked me questions that I could not believe a man - much
less a rabbi, much less a person such as cw who our family and almost every
family we knew listened to him on the radio every week- would ask.
He asked me if I had reached menarche.
I was shocked and embarrassed by this question.
I was going to tell my mother. However, I was too ashamed to
say anything; after all, my mother was thrilled that cw had picked me to
"treat."
Soon he began to touch me. My body froze in horror when his
maniacal hands touched my body.
I was a twelve-year-old Hareidi girl brought up with
"Kol kevuda bas Melech penima"- "The royal daughter is all
glorious within the palace." Meaning I should be quiet and obedient to my
elders and not assert myself.
I was taught to be submissive, especially to rabbis and cw
was a great rabbi.
"Hisbatlus"- to subordinate yourself to rabbinic
will was the creed and doctrine of my upbringing.
The touching continued, and cw became progressively more
aggressive.
I told my best friend that I see cw every week.
As can be predicted, soon, every girl in the class knew that
I met one on one with cw every week.
Girls would ask, "Does he give you free books? He must
be so kind and understanding."
Do you know what it is at twelve years old to have every
girl in your class know that you know cw and be reminded of this daily?
Can you imagine what it feels like to be raped at ten in the
morning and then return to school, and all the girls crowd around to ask,
"How did it go?"
Do you know what pain and anguish it is to return to class
after being assaulted by this monster only to discover that the Morah is
reading aloud from Yeladim Mesaprim (Kid's Speak) as a reward for good
behavior?
Why didn't I tell my mother?
You must be joking.
My mother proudly asks, "How was it seeing cw
today?"
Do I tell my mother, "That's exactly the problem, I am
seeing too much of cw"!
Can I tell my mother he did things that I have no facility
to understand and process?
Do I tell my mother I need to see a therapist to speak to as
the therapist's therapist two hours ago assaulted me and left me to cry myself
to sleep alone as I wonder if what happened in that warehouse made me pregnant?
Can you understand the loneliness, isolation, sense of
abandonment, alienation, and desolation that a twelve-year-old girl from Bnei
Brak feels as she cries herself to sleep nightly and quite often still does?
As a girl from Bnei Brak, I knew that we call out to Hashem
in times of pain, and He will take away the pain.
Whenever his horrific hands touched my body, I cried and
cried to Hashem to take away the pain.
Yet, as I once heard my great-grandmother utter in a rare
moment of complete candor, "Hashem forgot about us in Auschwitz."
So too, Hashem forgot about me in that warehouse in Bnei
Brak, where a cot is sandwiched between the stacks of "inspirational books
empowering children."
I quickly dispelled that heretical thought from my mind and
settled on a more acceptable explanation: "I am bad, and I am stained, and
people like me are not worthy of Hashem's kindness."
I appreciate your concern and validation; however, recognize
the reality that your validation and empathy are limited to your life's
experience, and you were never a twelve-year girl being raped weekly by cw.
I knew it was wrong.
I knew a girl my age was not allowed to be alone with
another man in a warehouse.
But, a great rabbi was doing this, a person who I was taught
to obey as he can do no wrong.
It was drilled into me since I could walk that "we
obediently listen to the rabbis' without questioning.
I knew from school, from home, from the streets of Bnei
Brak, that we obediently listen to the rabbis' without questioning.
The great rabbis, and only they, possess this secret,
mysterious, nebulous, amorphous power called Daas Torah.
I was raised with the dogmatic belief that women cannot
decide important life-changing issues.
Important issues are decided by those who have Daas Torah.
If not considered the actual depository of Daas Torah, cw
certainly had the backing and stamp of approval of Daas Torah.
At the beginning of his books, there are glowing
approbations and letters of validation from those who possess Daas Torah.
Therefore, when cw told me we were taking a little trip to
his warehouse, I obeyed; after all, obedience to those who represent DaasTorah
is paramount.
Nobody ever told me that "all the glitters is not
gold?"
Not once in all my years of education did a Morah, Menhales,
Mechaneches, or anyone else in school inform me that Rabbis can be bad and do
very bad things to little girls.
We received no warnings of what to do if a man touches you.
No one ever said, "If a man ever touches you in a way
that makes you feel uncomfortable, no matter who he is, even a great rabbi, run
away as fast as you can."
Not once did any educator tells us that all people can be
bad.
We were taught rabbis are good, and greater rabbis are
perfect.
What was drilled into us was obedience without question to
rabbinic authority.
So I lived in two worlds. At school, I was a Bais Yaakov
Maidel, saying Tehillim and acting like any other girl. Yet, when cw had me, I
became a sex slave, a Zonah, a harlot, a tramp, and a concubine to Satan
himself.
Take a breath, Rabbi Eisenman. I know it's painful to hear.
But, I need to vent and pour out my pain.
I would imagine that it's not often that a woman who has a
family of her own, a woman who no man besides her husband has ever seen one
lock of her hair, talks like this.
However, the same little girl who learned to
compartmentalize life at age twelve and live simultaneously in two worlds is
now a grown woman who still lives a double life.
When I see my husband put on his Shtreimel Friday afternoons
and he walks with our boys to Shul, I am filled with gratitude to Hashem for a
wonderful, understanding husband and beautiful children.
Yet, when I go light Shabbos candles and must face Hashem
alone, my thoughts wander back to that warehouse of books in Bnei Brak.
I tremble as I light the match, and I begin to shudder and
convulse.
Every week for years and years, the same scenario repeats
itself.
I am ashamed and feel stained and sullied and most of all
unworthy to light the Shabbos candles, which bring light when so much of my life
was a black hole of darkness.
You have no idea of what I (and many other survivors)
experience when we are expected to enter the purifying water of the mikveh.
The destruction this satanic figure wrought in his
thirty-year reign of terror will never be quantified or properly understood.
I know Rabbi Eisenman; you don't have to defend or answer
for anyone.
I write these words not expecting you to answer, but rather
as a crucial and essential cathartic exercise which I pray will help me one day
achieve a true catharsis and relief for my troubled soul.
I ask Mechilla in advance for any words that may seem
disrespectful or disparaging.
However, my goal is not to foster Machlokes; my goal is for
all of us to come to a greater mutual understanding of the pervasive yet,
currently silenced and swept-under-the-rug-problem of sexual molestation in our
camp.
My goal is to be honest, raw, and real.
If I cannot reveal my true feelings, am I not still in the
confining clutches of cw? Who inhibited and squelched me from speaking for so
long.
Can you deny a survivor her right to have her say after
years of communal confinement?
Is "our Tzibbur" so fragile that honest, heartfelt
questions cannot be put forth?
I pray that is not the case.
Rabbi Lopiansky writes, concerning sexual abuse, " if
you prefer truth over enjoying life, you will discover a Gehinnom that exists
here in our world."
I know the truth, and I saw a Gehinom that exists in this
world.
I "discovered" it lying on a cot between the
aisles of a dust-filled warehouse as a man I had once idolized forced me to
live in Hell.
I discovered Gehinom in a hotel room in Ramat Gan as I was
painfully violated and sentenced to live a Hellish existence until the day I
die.
Rabbi Lopiansky, you are correct in referring to it as
Gehinom. I prefer the English word Hell as it conveys the filth and
nightmarishness of the experience. When we use Hebrew words, too often we
sanitize and euphemize what should be explicit and clear.
As a Bais Yaakov graduate and a victim of cw, I feel
qualified to comment on how the "outside" world interpreted and
explained (away) the infamous and vile debacle of cw.
For the first time in my life, you allow my voice to be
heard.
You are allowing me, in my own words, to tell my story.
I am tired of hearing my story told by others, especially
those who never experienced Hell on Earth.
I am tired of being told how I should feel, and I am tired
of keeping my innermost pain buried deep in my Neshama.
I have a right to speak.
I have a right to have my voice heard.
I recently read an article by Rabbi Aaron Lopiansky titled,
"For This, We Weep."
(It was originally featured in Mishpacha, Issue 893; January
4, 2022)
Rabbi Lopiansky, who I have heard is a very gentle and
understanding person, presented a hypothesis to explain the almost pandemic
problem of sexual abuse within the Chareidi world.
Rabbi Lopiansky never mentions cw or any other known abuser
by name, although he alludes to them.
Rabbi Lopiansky is a man of integrity, and I am sure (as he
says) he would encourage me to write the following piece.
He states the critical importance of hearing from survivors.
Here are his own l words:
A few years ago, I was involved in the publication of an
issue of Dialogue on the topic of molestation and abuse. Included were lengthy
interviews with professionals in the field and other related articles.
One article was written by a survivor.
It is a person known to me whose every word is to be
believed, someone who leads an extremely honorable and chashuve life.
After the person opened up to me, I was shocked. He seemed
to live such a fine and happy life. And only then did I discover what kind of
Gehinnom he lived in.
Decades after the events, he still lives with the trauma and
has occasional suicidal thoughts.
To quote an adam gadol who read the article, "It has
changed my understanding of what abuse and trauma are all about. I've turned
from an agnostic to a fervent believer."
If I can change people's understanding of what abuse and
trauma are all about. And convince one more agnostic to (become) a fervent
believer- I will be satisfied.
Rabbi Lopiansky deals with why abuse is so prevalent in our
community- or as he calls us, "our Tzibbur"?
Rabbi Lopiansky contends, "there is another reason why
our tzibbur keeps falling into this situation time and again, and that is the
"halo" effect.
We have the misguided notion that "if it glitters it is
gold," all the way through. We feel that if a person is doing good in one
area, he is perfect in every area.
In order to move forward, we need to first rid
ourselves of a fatal flaw.
The most fallacious statement in our misguided thinking is,
"someone who does good, cannot possibly be bad in any way."
This is flat-out wrong"
I, of course, know first hand that the above point is true.
However, with complete deference to Rabbi Lopiansky, I must
ask, where does he think we came up with (as he calls it) the "misguided
notion that … if a person is doing good in one area, he is perfect in every
area."?
Rabbi Lopianky, forgive me, but I must ask, "Who
implanted in "our Tzibbur" this "fatal flaw" in our
"misguided thinking?"
Why does "our Tzibbur" (as opposed to a secular or
non-Jewish community) have this "fatal flaw" in our "misguided
thinking?"
Did it fall from heaven?
Why do we think "someone who does good, cannot possibly
be bad in any way."?
Do non-religious Jews better understand human nature than
"our Tzibbur"?
I believe that you and I both know the answer. However, it
is too uncomfortable and politically incorrect to verbalize.
However, as a survivor, I have no hesitations or reason to
be politically correct.
I did my time in the trenches of cw and was exposed to
things a twelve-year-old should have never seen or experienced.
Perhaps you were anticipating and waiting for me to come
forward.
I believe b'emunah Sheleima; it is my calling to say what is
in my heart.
We possess this "misguided thinking" because our
teachers instructed us in this manner.
Where else could it come from?
I was taught in Bais Yaakov that rabbis are good people,
basically flawless individuals.
Excuse me for being audacious, however, when you wrote,
"The most fallacious statement in our misguided thinking is, "someone
who does good, cannot possibly be bad in any way."
Are there exceptions to this rule, namely people who we must
accept as a truth that they "cannot possibly be bad in any way?"
You stress that we have the misguided belief that "if
it glitters it is gold".
And you continue to point out, "In order to move
forward, we need to first rid ourselves of a fatal flaw."
We are a Tzibbur which prides itself on "Moshe Emes
V" Soraso Emes".
If so, where and how did our Tzibbur come to embrace such a
fatally flawed, misguided way of thinking?
Your average ignoramus, which you will find on any street
corner, knows that all that glitters is not gold.
How can it be that such a simple, self-compelling truth is
not part of our Tzibbur's collaborative thinking?
The obvious answer as to why our Tzibbur is stricken with
the halo effect is because the halo effect is part and parcel of every Bais
Yaakov girl's education.
Some evil spirit did not fall from the Shomayim and smitten
us with "misguided thinking."
Indeed, embracing the "halo" effect and believing
the misguided thinking that all that glitters is gold signifies a successful
Bais Yaakov education.
Please forgive me, and cut me some slack. However, you hit a
raw nerve in my Neshama.
Thousands and thousands of Bais Yaakov girls are being
programmed as we speak to believe rabbis are the correct address for proper
counseling.
Emunas chachomim is a bedrock principle in Bais Yaakov.
No Morah in any Bais Yaakov adds the caveat when she speaks
about rabbonim, "But, girls, beware, even the good rabbis can be bad. Even
good rabbis can be rapists, sexual predators, narcissists, mafia-chieftains,
crooks, philanderers, debauched and depraved perverts who may attempt to rape
you?"
If "our Tzibbur" has this "misguided
thinking," it came from the educators in the classrooms of "our
Tzibbur!"
I can confidently say that in no Bais Yaakov classroom in
Bnei Brak are the girls informed that good rabbis can also be very wicked
people.
And I doubt there is a Bais Yaakov in the world where the
Moros make sure to impress upon the girls that they should know, "Even the
great Tzadikim who we tell stories about- might assault you and traumatize you
for life. Therefore girls, remember, even the good people who seem to glitter
may have a dark side to them."
You write, "In order to move forward, we need to first
rid ourselves of a fatal flaw".
How do you propose "ridding ourselves of this fatal
flaw" if it is being taught as a fundamental dogmatic principle in Bais
Yaakov's around the world?
Rabbi Lopiansky, are you a maverick and are proposing
radical curriculum changes to our Bais Yaakov program? (I hope you are)
Are you saying that Bais Yaakov Moros begin to start to warn
their charges that not all rabbis are what they seem to be?
If you are, then you are my hero.
If such is your intent, you hit the nail on the head.
The only way to rid our Tzibbur of misguided thinking that
all that glitters is gold is to proactively educate girls about life's
"real" facts from a young age.
Namely, all men (and even women) can be bad people and hurt
you very badly.
If such had been my chinuch, I would have never fallen into
the clutches of that fetid receptacle of fecal matter feigning to be human.
If I were told this fact from the age of seven and retold it
every year, when cw brought me into his office to place his putrid paws on me,
I would have been prepared and protected.
If only we knew (as you so eloquently write), "Even if
one has bright and dazzling light radiating in his soul, it is not at all to
the exclusion of him also having patches of darkness"- many girls and
women would have been spared pain and suffering.
Rabbi Lopiansky, you are so right.
This "everyone is always good" approach has worn
out its usefulness.
If we want to rid our Tzibbur of this plague of molestation,
an overhaul of girl's Chinuch is step number one.
Rav Chaim Shmuelevitz taught, "Ohr v'chosech
mishtamshim b'irbuvya" [lit. light and darkness are concomitant] we must
embrace his deep insight.
We must begin to teach our girls to be vigilant and unafraid
to stand up for themselves.
We must tell them that everyone, a rabbi, a therapist, a
morah, and even a family member, has no right to touch you in a way that makes
you feel uncomfortable.
If real change is to be had, we must expunge from our girls
the misguided thought that all that glitters is gold.
Our girls must know the truth, namely, that everyone,
literally everyone, can be bad.
Our daughters need to be drilled in the ugly truth that they
must protect themselves from anyone who tries to violate them sexually, even if
that person is in their own home.
Rabbi Lopiansky, I am sure you know that the overwhelming
occurrence of sexual molestation occurs in the home where the perpetrator is a
family member.
Attend any support group of female survivors of sexual
abuse, and you will quickly realize that the overwhelming majority of them were
attacked and molested by brothers, step-fathers, cousins, uncles, sisters, and
unbelievably shocking but true, even their father.
The "bad" therapist and the "bad" Rebbe
or rabbi account for less than 10% of molestation.
Too often, a girl's own bedroom is her Hell on Earth.
We must instill in our daughters this information.
They must have the necessary tools to fight back.
Misguided thinking leads to fatal flaws in life.
Educating our girls, especially at a young age, leads to
empowerment and resistance to abuse.
Our girls must know that if they are touched by a family
member or a therapist, Rebbe, or whoever, they should immediately yell and
scream.
They should scream at the top of their lungs and claw and
bite their molester if needed.
Most molesters are spineless cowards who melt away at first
sight of resistance.
The proof is in cw. As soon as he was exposed, he did the
spinless act of shooting himself in the head.
The best weapon in our arsenal is our ability to shame and
expose the molester.
The molesters best friend is the Sefer Chofetz Chaim.
They rely on the fact that their victim will be silent.
The first step in eradicating molestation in our community
is, as Rabbi Lopiansky states, ridding our Tzibbur of the misguided thought
that all that glitters is gold.
Once we have purified the minds of our daughters with the
knowledge that anyone is potentially a molester, we can arm them with tools to fight
back and protest.
When molesters realize that their formerly meek and
submissive victims are now fortified fighters of abuse, who refuse to go down
without a fight and refuse to remain silent, they will crawl back into their
private den of iniquity.
We should supply every Bais Yaakov girl with the reporter's
phone number from Haaretz as they alone seem up to the task of being brave
enough to take down a monster.
Hope is on the horizon once we have finally rid our
daughters (and sons) of these fatal flaws of thinking all is good and glittery.
When I finally told my mother, and she told the local rabbi,
I was violated again, this time emotionally.
I was not believed, and even if finally, some local rabbis
did, believe me, my pain was minimized, swept under the rug, and I was never
validated.
That is why I had to move from Bnei Brak.
The approach of complete denial or minimization of the
abuse, always lacking any validation of my pain, drove me far, far away from
the environs of my hometown.
Rabbi Eisenman, I have taken too much of your time already.
I end with a few closing remarks.
Rabbi Lopiansky writes, "Yes, you will righteously
declare, "the rabbanim ought to do x, y, z." I need to break the news
to you: There is no organization called "the rabbanim." There are
thousands of rabbanim, rebbeim, ramim, each inundated with the needs and
demands of their communities and talmidim. But each one is a yachid,
overwhelmed by the particular needs of his charges."
I must ask Rabbi Lopiansky, "Yes, of course, there is
no organization called "the Rabbanim," but please don't play me the
fool by claiming that rabbis never act in unison or as an organization.
You know better than me that as we speak, high-stakes
politics are going on In Israel involving the religious identity of the Jewish
State.
I have seen numerous proclamations signed by many
well-known and high-profile Rabbis taking a stand TOGETHER condemning an
individual minister or an Israeli government policy.
I have yet to see the same signatures on a joint proclamation
condemning cw (or Eliezer Berland, who you allude to in your article),
notwithstanding the clear danger of these people to vulnerable Jewish children.
When it comes to supporting the oppressed and abused, namely
victims of sexual assault, they are overwhelmed and have no time?
Can they not find the same time to issue a proclamation
supporting victims of cw?
Does this respectful question not deserve an honest
answer?"
I conclude with my revulsion to the most painful post I have
ever read.
I must react and protest as the truth must be revealed, and
sheker must be called out!
A noted female educator, Tzipora Heller, shockingly wrote,
"Chaim Walder's 53 books were inspiring, sensitively
written, and sold 2 million copies, a record for Israel. He lost his balance. I
didn't stand in his shoes. Hashem is called The Place in which the world
exists. Pirkei Avos tells you not to judge anyone until you stand in their
place, where something pure remains."
Mrs. Heller's remarks are too painful to believe that a
Jewish mother wrote them.
Suffice to say, they trigger strong flashbacks and are so
hurtful I will limit myself to one comment.
Mrs. Heller, you wrote, "I didn't stand in his shoes.
Hashem is called The Place in which the world exists. Pirkei Avos tells you not
to judge anyone until you stand in their place, where something pure
remains."
Mrs. Heller, I did stand in chaim walder's shoes; I did
stand in his place, too many times that I care to remember.
Let me make one thing, Mrs. Heller, crystal clear.
There is no purity in the place of chaim walder.
Instead, there is filth, wasted seed, abuse, rape, violent
humiliation of a twelve-year-old girl, evil in its worst form.
In his place, there is trauma and destruction of souls.
In his place, the only thing pure which remains is pure
persistent perpetual pain and anguish.
Shame on you, Mrs. Heller!
You prove Rabbi Lopiansky's thesis that the belief that
"someone who does good, cannot possibly be bad in any way… is flat-out
wrong."
I am sure you have done good; however, the bad that you did
with your post is a shameful culmination of your life in Jewish education.
Mrs. Heller, you mentioned, "I didn't stand in his
shoes."
I did stand in his shoes.
I was forced to stand in his shoes and forced to be in his
place.
As a person who has a right to judge cw, after all, Pirkei
Avos tells you not to judge anyone until you stand in their place, and I did
stand in his place; I judge him to be a wicked evil man. A man who was allowed
by cowardly and spinless people to continue assaulting boys, girls, and women
for decades.
Ultimately, I judge him worse than a murderer.
A murderer kills your physical body while the soul remains
pure. The pedophile not only abuses and humiliates the body, but it also kills
your soul forever.
I judge him as a man who stole my innocence, girlhood,
adolescence, and naivete.
I judge him for taking away from me the excitement and anticipation
every Kallah deserves the day of her wedding and replacing it with dread and
horrible flashbacks.
I judge him for stealing my love of life and love of all
aspects of marriage.
He caused me horrific spiritual and emotional damage, which
is irreparable and continues to haunt me.
May his name rot, and may his name be blotted out through
the eradication of his books from this world forever.
I conclude with gratitude for finally allowing me to have a
voice.
I conclude with an appreciation for helping me carry my
burden.
Knowing that my voice is heard makes me optimistic that
tomorrow will be better.
The more you hear my voice, the more I know that Hashem has
indeed listened to my voice.
And that knowledge is comforting.
With pain and gratitude,
Rena Salomon,
formerly of Bnei Brak currently living in the United States