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Tracy-Ann Oberman

ByTracy-Ann Oberman, Tracy-Ann Oberman

Opinion

I'm not in the mood for levity

August 7, 2014 15:16
2 min read

I leave it to others to do political analysis, post the bad news stories and get into the nitty-gritty of the Jewish experience. I've always felt my job was to offer a bit of personal levity, albeit with a serious undertone, and to chronicle rare news stories like the Iranian obsession with Jewish wizards or vent my hatred of Jewish mother jokes. But this week, I'm in no mood for levity. The war in Gaza rages and children are dying - and it's awful. Obviously, every single empathetic human being on the planet is in pain for the death toll on both sides of the line.

I'm not going to enter the political debate as to the whys and wherefores of this war. But there is something else afoot. Something that is deeply unsettling. Friends and acquaintances who are Jewish, half-Jewish, a quarter-Jewish, who identify, don't identify, who are Zionists or resolutely non-Zionist, have been in contact to share how isolated and depressed they feel at an almost intangible sense of antisemitism in the ether.

It's suddenly become about Jews, not Israel. Jews. My aunt-by-marriage's sister-was on the bus the other day, talking to an Israeli friend. A woman behind them got up and hit her round the head. Looking up in pain, and horrified, she said: "That's awful". The woman shouted back at her: "Yes, you are!"

A friend's parents were spat at in the street when they came out of synagogue. That's not to mention the posters at the Gaza demonstrations declaring, "Hitler was right". Let's not even go into the poison and venom on social media.