And which halachos will you be whipping me and beating me up for breaking? The halacha against wearing jeans? The halacha against eating OU-D? The halacha against talking during laining? The halacha against mistakenly pronouncing a sheva-nach with a sheva-na last night during davening? The halacha against speaking to my wife in the street? The halacha against having pictures of my wife and daughter in my home? Because I’ve been told that all of those are violations of halacha in one way or another.
So, please, bring your cat-o-nine-tails, your goon squad and your enforcers. I’m ready for whatever punishments you want to mete out to me. Come on… I’m wearing jeans right now.
The Wolf