The internet
is a sewer. We all know that. The basest human urges, emboldened by anonymity,
thrive here like mushrooms in a damp basement. I’m accustomed to stupid,
vicious and narcissistic comments and emails. You don’t respond to them, you
don’t argue. You hit “delete.”
So, I’m not naïve
or uninformed. I could spend hours talking to you about the Dreyfus case,
George Lincoln Rockwell or the murderous, fraudulent Protocols of the Elders of Zion. A Jewish reader of this blog put
it together for me on Friday when he wrote: “What’s happening in this country,
Patrick? The Democrats have abandoned the Jews.
A perfect storm of right-wing, left-wing and Muslim anti-Semitism is
brewing.” He was reacting to the “newly minted superstar freshman anti-Semite”
in Congress, as described by John Podhoretz. It shouldn’t surprise us that such
libels are mouthed openly by politicians, from the Left or the Right, and that
their colleagues, without shame, defend them. No one expects intelligence or
moral rectitude out of politicians. Frederic Raphael writes in the provocatively
titled The Necessity of Anti-Semitism
(Carcanet, 1997):
“Anti-Semitism
is not a serious issue because certain people are, or used to be, excluded from
golf clubs. In more solemn form, however, it belongs to a persistent way of
conceiving of the world, and even of imaging the universe, which is at once
unjust and absurd. What then is to be done? Anti-Semitism cannot be banned and
yet, it seems, it would be grotesque not to challenge it. It is grotesque and it can be challenged,
but not by proscription. Neither the virtues of the Jews nor the barbarities of
their persecutors will render anti-Semitism unthinkable or even, to perverted
minds, delectable.”
Raphael
adds: “We need not scan the stars to divine why men are shits, bullies,
murderers and thieves.” That’s human nature. But it’s also within our nature to
defy such idiocy and
hatred. We can refuse to accept it. John Berryman wrote a little-read short
story titled “The Imaginary Jew.” The title character begins as an innocent,
puzzled by the casual anti-Semitism of his university classmates. After a
late-night political argument in Union Square, during which he is accused of
being a Jew (“Are you cut?”), this non-Jew, in an act of imaginative
solidarity, accepts his “Jewish” identity. Here is the story’s final paragraph:
“In the days
following, as my resentment died, I saw that I had not been a victim altogether
unjustly. My persecutors were right: I was a Jew. The imaginary Jew I was was
as real as the imaginary Jew hunted down, on other nights and days, is a real
Jew. Every murderer strikes the mirror, the lash of the torturer falls on the
mirror and cuts the real image, and the real and the imaginary blood flow down
together.”
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