Just as there's no color there's no movement. The jacket obscures upper body movement. However you can see the legs twitching along. I wouldn't call that movement though. It's more a machine pumping back and forth.
It's immodest. The jacket points you to the lower extremities, particularly when it's a bit too short. If you are behind the person, your eyes go to the ass. If you are in front, you are drawn by the white of the shirt, again to the belt. I never noticed belts until I first saw yeshiva guys. And they wear the dumbest belts, particularly that one that looks like an inverted infinity symbol.
The tzitzis are flopping all over the place. It's not respectful to the mitzvah the way yeshivish guys wear them. They get crunched up and bunched up.
Pants are silly looking things, tubes on the legs, and usually ill-fitting.
The hat casts a shadow on the face, so you can't see it.
And then there's the tie, the noose.
These poor souls look so constrained, immodest, and impersonal. But isn't that the yeshiva world?
All this of course is the clothing for the men. The women are the opposite: color, freedom, flow, movement, variety.
Chassidic clothing is quite different. The long coat moves with the walk. You don't see the legs going chuga chuga. The coat is closed so you are not looking at their belly or ass. There's no tie choking the life out of the person. And the streimel doesn't cast a shadow on the face. Also the streimel is dynamic, it moves a bit with the wind, unlike the black hat. Also the jacket material is thinner so the person isn't wrapped up in an inert material. Chassidic clothing is cool. Yeshivish clothing is prison.
I remember how I felt wearing yeshivish clothing, which is to say I stopped feeling. It helped turn me into a robot. It brought all the mental programming into my body.
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