Turns Out I'm Not Satmar - But it Was Really Great Finding This Out!

In my experiences hanging around Jewish peopleAnd I didn't find a Satmar House in my phone
who were Chabad and Modern Orthodox folk, Ibook...but I did find the number for Satmar Meat
had often heard them mention some group calledand Poultry...and called it!
Satmar.(wide eyed, excited) "Hi. My name is David. I am
From the conversations this is all the information Ilooking to have a host home experience with a
had gleaned:Satmar family in Williamsburg. Do you know who I
1. They were mean, gruff people, mainly basedmight contact to make such an arrangement?"
out of Williamsburg, Brooklyn.Short, awkward silence.
2. For whatever reason, they were Jews who(bad English, heavy Yiddish accent) "Uh, we don't
opposed the state of Israel.really do that kind of stuff in Satmar... Uh, I don't
3. They were Chassidim, like Chabad. But forlive in Williamsburg. I live in Boro Park... (pause) But
some reason the two did not play nicely with oneyou could come to me for Shabbos (Yiddish for
another.the Sabbath)if you would like."
4. They were bad.So I went!
What follows is a great example of what happensAnd I had one of the most amazing experiences
when an intense curiosity and a very opened mindof my life.
mesh together with quite a healthy amount ofThis family was so amazing to me. Small children
naivete.approached me when I walked into their home
The only reason I am who I am today is due tooffering me food and drinks. They insisted I stay
my training I got from the home front, parentsover Saturday night as well, even after the
who trained me to be open-minded. Part of beingSabbath was over, saying it was unsafe to travel
open-minded for me meant never judgingback to Staten Island in the middle of the night.
something based purely on what other peopleThe synagogue was filled with some of the most
said. I must see everything for myself.intense and passionate praying I have ever
So if I were to accept all these negative reportsexperienced. And members of the synagogue
about this Satmar group, it would have to be ininstantly surrounded me to introduce themselves
conjunction with personal experience.and say hello.
But how could I do that? How in the world wouldI am not a Satmar Jew. But every time I think of
I infiltrate in order to find out what I needed tothem this story comes to mind, and I have a
find out?warm feeling inside.
I started with the tools at my disposal. MySeveral years later I was reading a book about
evidence: Chabad was Chassidic, and Satmar wasChassidic Jews. It said about the Satmar
Chassidic. So I made educated guesses on variousChassidim that they are somewhat difficult to
similarities I would assume they have.interact with when you are an outsider, when you
Chabad has houses all throughout the countryare looking at them from a distance. This probably
called Chabbad Houses, with people living in themexplains how my Chabad and other friends felt
who are more than willing to open their homes upabout them.
to anyone who just picks up the phone and calls.The book also said that the Satmar Chassidim are
"Satmar must be the same!" I thought. So Ibeyond amazing to their own.
picked up the phone book and started my hunt.That day I was one of them. I didn't look or act
I was looking for phrases like "Satmar House" orlike one of them, but the moment I crossed the
the Herew "Beit Satmar", with no luck.street, so to speak, and stepped foot into their
Little did I know that these houses were a uniqueworld in a friendly manner, they treated me as
feature of Chabad, and the concept is actuallyone of their own. They treated me like precious
thoroughly antithetical to who Satmar Chassidimgold.
are. They have no interest in living in remoteNever judge something you haven't seen with
places or running outreach programs atyour own eyes and experienced yourself! Open
universities. They have large, exclusiveyour mind. You never know what incredible things
communities. End of story.might just creep in!
But I didn't know that.