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2011-05-27

Anti-Semitism is Live and Well

'Kay, I'm outing myself as Jewish.
Ironically...tonight is Shabbat, our Jewish holy day. I just finished reading an article by  Melvin Martin, a Sioux Native from the Midwest, about anti-Semitism in North Dakota. He talked about a local mom-and-pop type operation that had been selling Nazi-era memorabilia and souvenirs...including ZYKLON B! (In case you didn't know...that is what they gassed Jews with in the chambres)


Martin also spoke to the fact that anti-Semitism is alive and well. This couple had been selling shit for seven years! He also mentioned the rampant White supremacists in the area.


What really struck me is, this man, with virtually no ties to our community (the Jewish one, I mean), wrote an article decrying the hateful people who wish us dead. It's one of those "we're all in this together" kind of deals that really warms my heart.


Most of the time I am afraid people have forgotten WWII and what Hitler's government tried to do to us...especially with all the modern Israel problems (don't get me started on liberal anti-Semitism masquerading as anti-Israeli sentiments).  I think it does a grand disservice to EVERYONE that racism and anti-Semitism is a thing of the past.


I am very thankful that Mr. Martin has noticed that there is plenty anti-Semitic racism still alive and well in this country. Some say even racism at it's most basic is a thing of the past, what with Obama in power and all...that's just not true.


Anyway, thank you Sir. The Jewish community applauds you.

2010-08-23

A letter to my uncle






Dear Uncle Gypsy,

Pobrecito, te han robado.
They ripped out your heart,
Burnt down your village,
Raped your wife.
Where are the children? Did they survive?

I’ll carry you in my memory, Uncle Gypsy…
Pa’ que no olvidemos lo que ha sido.
We don’t want to doom repetition.

You dear old man,
 With your twinkling ebony eyes,
Lines in your face to tell a story and
That welcoming smile…

You loved us and they killed you for your happiness.

Sweet Uncle Gypsy…there is nothing left to fear.
You didn’t die in vain. We’ll tell your story.
Yes, the children survived.