It was one of my harsh judgment calls again, even though I'd said sorry to Mr. Universe* every session for the last three days. I also yell at people, mostly my husband, since yelling at my children is risky. If I yell at Nathan he's not going to buy a one way ticket to Nepal, but Joe would do it. He might do that even if I didn't yell, except for some inhibiting factors:
1. The date of his brother's wedding
2. The lawsuit against Joe for driving a car without insurance and getting into an accident...
3. Even though his boss had said to him hundreds of times in the course of his job, JOE! DRIVE OUT TO THIS CLIENT! and even handed Joe the car keys.
I'm keeping an eye on the case, and if Joe loses I'm likely to say that the justice system in this country is messed up. Even the courts of so-called Torah Law can be affected by the general mess-up.
For example, the Torah says that the husband-wife bond stands above that between the wife and her parents.
The parents affirm that they don't mix in. NEVER. The rabbi knows it's a lie, but what is he supposed to do? If he questions the mother she is likely to report him to a higher rabbi, the one so high you can't get to him but only to one of his hired assistants.
Then we find out that, the day after the wedding, the wife and her mother showed up at the rabbi's house, demanding a divorce.
Imagine the hapless husband. No one breathes a word of this and the wife pretends everything's fine, except she's cold and aloof. The husband has no clue why; eight months have passed and there's no sign of pregnancy or even wedding pictures as one would expect. He doesn't know that the mother decided there's no point paying money for a photo album when anyway the couple won't stay together.
The wife stays aloof; the husband concludes he ought to show more love, so he buys expensive dresses, hats, and jewelry; he buys flowers, balloons, and chocolates. He writes poems and love notes.
Still she's aloof.
He washes the dishes, cooks supper, prepares special dishes for the Sabbath.
She quits her job and hangs out with her mother.
What to do? Nothing is better for a man than silence (Pirkay Avos). Still he asks his childhood rabbi, 'Is this how it should be?'
The rabbi thinks a while, and says no. You and your wife have to move out of that town.
When the wife hears this, she runs in tears to her mother, and far as we know she's still there.