28/11/99
Jewish
geminations
One
of
the
more
interesting
subtleties
of
the
Jerusalem
social
scene
is
dating
among
the
very
Orthodox.
By
the
time
Menachem
Mendel
and
Rivka
Shaindel
have
actually
met,
a
discreet
matchmaking
procedure
by
their
elders
has
already
determined
that,
with
God's
help,
they
are
not
too
far
apart
--
that
is,
religiously,
not
bodily.
Hormones
atingle,
the
nervous
he
and
bashful
she
abate
their
bursting
maturity
over
a
cup
of
coffee
at
a
necessarily
public
place,
never
sure
what
to
do
with
their
eyes,
what
to
say,
what
not
to
say.
Awkwardly,
they
speak
of
nothing
much,
but
pick
up
much
more
by
inference.
Hard
to
believe,
but
occasionally
I
have
been
asked
to
participate
in
the
matchmaking
process.
I
really
couldn't
tell
you
how
many
marriages
I
have
facilitated,
but
as
director
of
the
Jerusalem
Scrabble
Club
--
one
of
my
duties
is
matching
players
--
I
have
found
myself
geminating
(arranging
in
pairs)
such
people
together.
The
Scrabble
club
is
apparently
an
ideal
place
for
this
kind
of
coupling,
specifically
among
older
zivugs
(pairs).
I
might
be
called
in
advance,
to
ensure
I
don't
screw
up,
or
I
may
get
a
whispered
earful
from
the
gentleman
at
the
scene:
at
some
point
in
the
evening,
he'll
ask,
please
make
sure
I
get
paired
with
that
lady.
No
wink-wink,
nudge-nudge;
the
poor
fellow
is
twisted
in
knots,
perhaps
terrified
that
I'll
guffaw
and
say
something
crude,
and,
God
forbid,
blow
the
whole
thing.
The
club
is
ideal
for
several
reasons:
it
is
a
parve
environment
religiously,
sexually,
socially;
Scrabble
is
something
you
do
one-on-one
without
touching,
facing
each
other
but
without
the
excruciating
dependence
on
conversation,
because
the
diversion
of
playing
is
intensely
comforting
in
such
a
rendez-vous;
they
can
surreptitiously
observe
each
other
in
a
subdued,
semi-public
setting;
unlike
chess,
bridge
or
backgammon
clubs,
the
congregants
are
genteel
and
the
game
is
intellectual,
with
no
immodest
overtures
(unless
someone
is
intent
on
playing
a
naughty
or
suggestive
word).
For
me,
it's
amusing
to
watch
the
ritual
and
help
it
along.
Maybe
they
see
my
role
as
divinely
ordained,
especially
if
they
end
up
betrothing,
but
I
wouldn't
ascribe
such
unearthliness
to
it;
heck,
sometimes
I
pair
players
who
don't
like
each
other.
It
doesn't
take
much
--
besides
authorizing
the
match,
I
might
shtup
a
little
zing
by
sidling
over
to
their
table
to
compliment
a
play
they
made.
It
gets
them
smiling,
maybe
a
bit
pleased
with
themselves,
and
who
knows,
it
could
be
that
positive
vibes
at
such
a
moment
are
just
what
they
need.
God
willing.
(The
downside
is,
God
willing
they
should
marry,
God
forbid
they
should
ever
come
back
to
the
Scrabble
club,
because
for
some
Torah-observant,
such
a
secular
pursuit
is
frowned
upon
as
a
waste
of
time.)
ANOTHER
MODE
of
matchmaking
I
came
upon
is
something
called
the
Zivug
File.
It's
even
safer
than
Scrabble,
because
there's
no
danger
Rivka
Shaindel
might
humiliate
Menachem
Mendel
by
winning
big.
The
Zivug
File
is
"approved
and
endorsed
by
rabbis
in
the
Torah-observant
community"
(an
official
status
my
club
does
not
have).
The
matchmaking
resume
is
designed
to
"decide
who
is
the
most
appropriate
to
meet
and
eliminate
unnecessary
dates."
In
this
city,
it's
not
enough
to
indicate
"Religious:
[]
Yes
[]
No."
If
Rivka
Shaindel's
poppa
wears
his
pants
tucked
into
white
socks,
and
she
sees
Menachem
Mendel
wearing
his
pants
untucked
into
black
socks,
it
would
bring
up
serious
questions
about
kashrut,
and
there
is
no
way
they
could
get
married.
You
get
an
idea
of
the
fragmentation
--
or,
if
you
prefer,
diversity
--
of
Orthodoxy
by
the
choice
of
answers
on
the
Zivug
File.
It
seems
to
me
impossible
to
find
the
perfect
match.
Like,
what
if
everything
else
fits,
but
under
"Fear
of
God"
he
circles
the
6
and
she
circles
the
8?
The
question
of
religiosity
on
the
form
is
not
Yes/No,
but
neither
is
it
exhaustive:
"Frum
from
birth
/
ba'al
teshuva
/
frum
since
19__
/
chozer
be'teshuva
/
can
marry
a
cohen
/
convert
/
Litvak
/
chasidic
/
Lubavitch
/
into
chasidus
but
not
chasidic
/
Sephardi
/
Yemenite."
Politically,
the
range
is
even
less
comprehensive:
"Zionist,
Mizrahi,
Kahana,
aliya,
hesder,
yeshivish,
insist
on
living
in
Eretz
Yisroel."
If
you're
a
Shinui
activist,
boy,
have
you
got
the
wrong
bunch.
Secular
computerized
dating
clubs
don't
ask
such
things
as:
Hair
covering
(women
only):
"will
not
cover
hair
/
cover
part
of
hair/
allow
some
hair
to
show
/
will
not
allow
any
hair
to
show
/
will
wear
tichel
or
wig
/
tichel
only
/
wig
only
/
hat
atop
tichel
or
wig."
Dress
code:
(women)
"wear
long
sleeves
/
wear
full
stockings
/
wear
pants";
(men)
"wear
tzitzes
out
/
wear
blue
t'chelet
thread
/
wear
a
hat
/
long
peyot
/
have
a
beard
--
styled
or
natural."
The
question
"wear
earrings
Y/N"
is
asked
of
the
men,
not
the
women.
Food:
"keep
Cholov
Yisroel
/
selectively
rely
on
kosher
certifications
/
eat
in
only
kosher
restaurants
/
eat
parve
in
non-kosher
restaurants
/
am
careful
about
making
brachos."
Lifestyle:
"TV
could
be
on
in
my
home
/
go
to
movies
/
am
careful
about
loshon
hora
/
plan
to
go
to
mikva
/
support
Jewish
feminism
/
served
in
IDF
/
community
supports
me
with
tzedaka
/
plan
to
contribute
financially
to
supporting
my
family."
Applications
must
be
verified
and
signed
by
a
rabbi.
If
you're
Orthodox,
these
are
natural
questions
you'd
want
to
know;
if
you're
oblivious
about
the
religious,
this
must
seem
anywhere
from
ludicrous
to
quaint
to
mystifying.
Taunt
them
if
you
will,
but
give
plenty
of
credit
for
the
importance
they
give
such
issues
as:
"give
charity
/
active
in
community
/
involved
in
Jewish
outreach
/
honor
parents."
I
don't
think
I'll
be
handing
out
these
membership
forms
to
my
daughters
(in
triplicate)
because
they
already
know
exactly
what
they
want:
someone
just
like
their
daddy.
For
that,
there's
the
Scrabble
club;
at
least
there,
I
can
control
whom
they're
paired
with.