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These are dark times but we mustn’t let fear cloud our judgment

The people on the marches may be naive or even wilfully blind, but that doesn’t mean they are all antisemites

November 16, 2023 16:30
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Demonstrators take part in a protest inside Charing Cross station following the 'London Rally For Palestine', in central London on November 4, 2023, as they call for a ceasefire in the conflict between Israel and Hamas. Thousands of civilians, both Palestinians and Israelis, have died since October 7, 2023, after Palestinian Hamas militants based in the Gaza Strip entered southern Israel in an unprecedented attack triggering a war declared by Israel on Hamas with retaliatory bombings on Gaza. (Photo by JUSTIN TALLIS / AFP) (Photo by JUSTIN TALLIS/AFP via Getty Images)
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Does any of us under the age of, what, 80 remember a darker time to be a Jew? I’m from the generation who grew up with stories of the 1967 and 1973 wars, when the world’s Jews huddled around the radio or TV set, anxious for news from an Israel they believed was fighting for its life. I have my own childhood memories of the Yom Kippur war, exactly 50 years ago last month, and the angst that, young as I was, I sensed in my parents. But this is something different.

I now imagine future generations learning of the horror of 7 October 2023, when a shadow descended on every Jewish heart. They will hear not only of the atrocity — the details of the murder, torture and mutilation that get no easier to bear with the passing weeks — but also of the aftershocks felt many thousands of miles away, specifically the fear it generated in us, the Jews of the diaspora.

You don’t need me to tell you of the surge in antisemitic attacks of the last month, the abuse in the streets directed at visibly Jewish people, including schoolchildren; the red paint thrown at Jewish schools, the slogans daubed on the walls of some of our most sacred sites. Or of the decisions otherwise proudly Jewish people have taken to conceal their identity — to leave their kippa in an inside pocket, to tuck away the Magen David or chai they used to wear for all to see.

You’ve all heard the conversations, in which people admit they’re hardly sleeping, that they wake up with an unfamiliar sense of dread. And where some admit that they no longer know where they might feel truly safe. Surely not Israel, after what happened nearly six weeks ago. But not outside Israel either.