Jeff Eyges writes in about 7 Fat Cow’s “how to” suicide postings,

This suicide business – it’s reprehensible. And I say this as one who believes that the decision to take one’s life is not always a result of depression or psychosis. But this is just inexcusable.

Ladies and gentlemen, now you don’t have to shlepp to Coney Island to see the side show. Just watch the rumble between two spokesmen of the most respected groups of American Jewry. mohammed, of “Hurry up and do what you promised, Mr. Ahmadinejad,” and Ariel Sokolovsky, of “Rebbe-God” and “My sweet pilegesh” fame, who are going at it. The issue is: the right to post a “how to” suicide note on 7 Fat Cow. (And, of course, they end up fighting about Israel.)

7 Fat Cow is all about social responsibility, and many were sorely disappointed when a writer deleted his post on how to commit suicide effectively on a blog whose community has been no stranger to suicide and overdose, mental illness and despair. It is so wonderful that they look out for each other like this and think it is funny to encourage people to commit suicide. It is comforting as well to know that these guys leave the haredi world with a strong moral code as intact as their foreskins.

Many of these guys are genuinely brilliant, talented, and quite likable. But without a moral code, they are often not trustworthy or responsible people.

7 Fat Cow has consistently been one of the most irresponsible blogs in the Jewish world, and they think this is a big compliment. Because they have no code. They have no morality. This is what haredism does — it preempts any semblance of morality outside of a haredi one.

I could go on and on…but suffice to say, I like these guys, and feel some sense of kinship and fraternity, but I wish these people would find the strength to see value in themselves, and therefore, enable them to see value in others.

Unlike Modern Orthodoxy, which allow for parallel value systems, Haredism is a jealous theology. Nothing, absolutely nothing except haredism, is allowed to have any value. And so when they leave, they leave value itself behind.

These people have all the mirthful laughter of the cacophonous screams of a madhouse.

And yet…at times…they come together and sing the songs of their youth and communities. They are broken, angry nihilists…but still feel compelled at gatherings to sing praise unto God. On some level, in some way…they still harbor hope and belief.