It is sad, but true: A person is most often judged by his external appearance. His manner of dress, be it conventional or “different,” determines our first opinion of him. We become caught up in the chitzonius, externals, and ignore the “real” Jew, the pnimius, internal essence of the person who stands before us. I have found this to be a reality, especially in dealing with individuals of both genders who are incarcerated for various felonies – some light, others serious, but felonies no less. At first glance, they might present themselves in an unsavory light, but, upon getting to know them over time, one realizes that they are actually troubled individuals who made the wrong choices – and were caught! They are human beings with feelings, ambitions, hopes and desires, who one day might become rehabilitated and become contributing members of society.
The Kotzker Rebbe, zl, addresses the significance of measuring a human being by his internal qualities, rather than by outward appearances. He derives this idea from the distinction between a kli cheres, earthenware vessel, and kli matchos, metal vessel, with regard to becoming tamei, ritually contaminated, upon coming into contact with a davar tamei, a ritually contaminated agent.
According to the halachah, which is derived from the above pasuk in our parsha, a metal vessel becomes tamei when its exterior is touched by a davar tamei. Earthenware vessels, however, become tamei only from the inside. Actual contact is not needed. Indeed, if the contaminated agent is suspended within the kli cheres, the vessel is rendered tamei.
The Kotzker explains the distinction between the two keilim, in that a metal vessel is in its own right a precious commodity. Its “inside,” or the purpose of its use, does not necessarily determine its value. Therefore, as soon as contact is made within it – the vessel becomes tamei. An earthenware vessel is not made of valuable material. Earth, clay, has little to no value. The value of an earthenware vessel is determined by its functionality, what it can contain, and how it can be used. Thus, it can be rendered impure only by attacking the source of its value – its inside. It becomes tamei from within, while the metal vessel becomes tamei externally.
People may be likened to earthenware vessels. Man’s value should not be based upon external appearances. The value of a human being is determined by what is inside, his internal essence, his intrinsic being. The façade we see before us is all too often nothing more than a façade, a camouflage of appearances put on to fool someone. Indeed, if I may add, the word “person” is derived from the Latin persona, which means mask. We all put on a mask. The real “person” is defined by what we do, not by what is seen. It is what is inside that counts.
The following episode quoted by Rabbi Mordechai Kaminetsky, underscores this idea. Horav Arye Levine, zl, was called the Tzaddik of Yerushalayim. There is no dearth of reasons to support his worthiness for this title. One of his many activities which earned him the distinction of a righteous Jew was his involvement with Jewish inmates, mostly members of the Irgun, who were incarcerated by the British in miserable prisons in Israel prior to its becoming a state. The tzaddik would make a weekly visit every Shabbos to the prison, bringing food and clothes to the men, together with an abundance of love and empathy. Prisons were neither air-conditioned nor heated. Yet, he never missed a Shabbos visit, despite the cold seeping into the bones, rain and sweltering heat. Well, he did miss one time, but that is what this story is about.
One Shabbos, shortly after he had arrived at the prison, a messenger came to summon him home for an emergency. His daughter had become paralyzed, and the doctors had no hope for her recovery. He was needed at home to render his support to the family. Rav Aryeh left immediately, leaving the inmates with the ambiguous news that a tragedy had stricken his family. They had no idea what had happened, how serious it was, or whether it had been resolved.
The very next Shabbos, Rav Aryeh appeared at the prison at his usual time – despite the continuing tragedy and pale that hung over his home. His was a real Shabbos service with Torah reading and all. The prisoners would usually pledge a few coins to tzedakah, charity, whey they were called up to the Torah. That week the donations took on a different form of urgency.
The first inmate to receive an aliyah, to be called up to the Torah, declared, “I pledge one week of my life for the sake of Rav Aryeh’s daughter.” The next inmate did one better by pledging a month of his life to her. The pledges kept on coming, with each ensuing inmate upping the ante – so beloved to them was their revered Rebbe and, by extension, his family. This went on until the last prisoner to receive an aliyah cried out, “What is our life compared to Rav Aryeh’s anguish? I give up the remaining days of my life for Rav Aryeh’s daughter!”
At this moment, hearing this incredible display of love, Rav Aryeh just broke down and wept. It may sound like a miracle, and – by medical standards – it certainly was, when, that Motzei Shabbos, Rav Aryeh’s daughter began to move. Hour by hour, day by day, she began to improve more and more, until Hashem blessed her with a complete recovery.
For all intents and purposes, society had deemed these men criminals. This paper is not here to determine the cruelty or false nature of their incarceration. According to society’s norms, however, their value as human beings had been greatly diminished. We see from the story that we have read how far from the truth this statement really is.
