(disclaimer, I have nothing against Lubavitchers, please do not take this as a personal criticism, just my humble opinion)
I don’t get it, I really don’t. I took a little trip tonight to 770, Lubavitch headquarters, home of the fabled Lubavitcher Rebbe who may or may not have died. (poor taste joke from my son – why were the police called to the Lubavitcher Rebbe’s grave? There was a death threat…..) Unfortunately, being that I am but a lowly female I was not allowed into the main area of the beis hamedrash, BUT was blessed to be allowed to watch the men learn from the ladies section.
The late rebbe’s shtende was pointed out to me, as was his chair and his siddur. It was explained to me that at davening times the carpet is rolled out, the chair pulled back and the siddur opened to the right spot. The man died, he was actually buried….why are these people carrying on as if he is there. I mean, isn’t this mass denial? Doesn’t it sound ever so cultish? Maybe I just don’t get the whole meshichist thing, but wasn’t Rabbi M M Schneerson a person of flesh and blood just like you and me, who was called to his Maker at the appointed time? Who decided he was Mashiach? I am sure he didn’t. From all I have heard he was a very humble man who probably wouldn’t go in for this yechi adonenu moreinu verabeinu stuff.
I did a Wikipedia search on 770 and learned that it was originally a medical clinic that was closed down due to the performing of illegal abortions. It was bought in 1940 by Agudath Yisrael Chabad. I just find that piece of history very interesting. From abortions to everlasting life…..
Part of me was hoping that being there would be spiritually moving in some way, maybe I could daven there for the right man to come along on his white horse……but nothing moved me there. I just felt extremely cynical. And that bothers me.