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U.S. political and media elites are—shrewdly, if cruelly—re-traumatizing Jews for the most cynical reason imaginable: to help them aid and abet the unconscionable actions of a foreign country.
It takes a lot of people to mount a genocide: planners, funders, pathologically uncaring politicians, and big-money donors who have corrupted the political process. It also requires an armada of social-media sociopaths willing to call for slaughter from the comfort of their homes.
But the ongoing murder in Gaza wouldn’t be possible if a lot of ordinarily reasonable and empathetic people hadn’t been manipulated by cynics who prey on their collective trauma. The ghosts of past horrors have been summoned, not to end genocide but to perpetrate it in a new context.
There are many Jews in the West, including the children or grandchildren of Holocaust survivors, whose inherited pain is being exploited in service of a ruthless military agenda.
I’ve heard from American Jews who are genuinely frightened. They’ve been told there’s a dramatic upsurge of antisemitism in the United States, especially among those who are least likely to be antisemitic in this society—people of all faiths and backgrounds who are calling for an end to occupation and genocide.
Jews born in the 1930s and earlier lived with the knowledge that their own people were being systematically exterminated. They absorbed the shock as newspaper, radio, newsreel, and eyewitness accounts revealed the shocking truth after the concentration camps were liberated.
Many Jews of younger generations grew up in the shadow of those terrible years. Some are the children of camp survivors. Some live with the knowledge that close family members were killed and that their communities died with them. And many others were raised by parents who fought a war against Nazism. For them, the fight against antisemitism was inseparable from the fight against fascism.
We should turn our hearts daily to the dead and dying in Gaza. But trauma, even second-hand trauma, deserves only compassion.
Although I was raised and Bar Mitzvah’d as a Jew, I never experienced this trauma myself. Like many people of my (Baby Boom) generation, I’ve had a few negative experiences but have never been emotionally scarred by antisemitism. And yet, I’ve met people who were. For them, the horrors of the Holocaust still reverberate.
Psychologists use the concept of “multigenerational family processes” to describe the way some emotional responses, including trauma, can be carried from one generation to the next. Biologists have learned that traumatic experiences can epigenetically rewire us in ways that can be passed to children.
Nor is it exclusively an individual experience. Communities, like people, can experience post-traumatic stress. The massacre at the Tree of Life synagogue triggered that in a graphic way. So did the attack of October 7, when we saw endless pictures of wounded and dead Jews.
We don’t believe in ghosts, but some ghosts are real. They linger in our psyches and in our DNA. And sometimes they return.
We should turn our hearts daily to the dead and dying in Gaza. But trauma, even second-hand trauma, deserves only compassion.
Western leaders aren’t offering compassion or healing for this trauma. They’re amplifying and weaponizing it by suggesting that peaceful protesters are antisemitic and that student encampments reflect the resurgence of an ancient enmity. These falsehoods have slandered and harmed these idealistic students, many of them Jewish. They have also triggered old wounds.
This country’s political and media elites are—shrewdly, if cruelly—re-traumatizing Jews for the most cynical reason imaginable: to help them aid and abet the unconscionable actions of a foreign country. They seek to terrify the innocent and silence the courageous.
The world’s Jews were made to feel guilt and obligation toward Israel.
Tragically, it’s working. More than half of Jewish students feel threatened by the campus protests, according to recent polling, and many Jews nationwide believe there is a dramatic upsurge in antisemitism. I have talked to some otherwise reasonably well-informed people who actually believe that the peace movement opposes their existence. They’ve made cryptic references to 1930s Germany and repeated false stories of physical attacks on Jewish students.
One even told me that he went to bed every night afraid that someone would murder his children as they slept.
For several generations now, Jews have been told that Israel is the only hope for the safety of the Jewish people. It wasn’t always that way. Hannah Arendt wrote that nationalisms like Zionism were already obsolete by the early 20th century and that Zionism itself was likely to become a “living ghost amid the ruins of our times.” It took a concerted campaign of fear to convince millions of Jews otherwise in the years after World War II.
After the Holocaust, the idea of turning British Palestine into a Eurocentric outpost of Western interests gained momentum. Palestine was framed as a kind of geographic amends to the Jewish people for what they had suffered, not just under the Nazis, but through centuries of European oppression.
Europe’s debt was paid, however, not by the guilty but by the innocent. As Israeli historian Amos Elon wrote, “The Palestinians bore no responsibility for the collapse of civilization in Europe but ended up being punished for it.”
Zionism had never been a majority movement among the world’s Jews, nor was it a priority for Diaspora Jews in the United States. It took some persuasion to bring the American Jewish community around, but the campaign was well-planned and executed. As Arendt writes in Eichmann in Jerusalem,
The Jews in the Diaspora were to remember how Judaism, “4,000 years old, with its spiritual creations and its ethical strivings, its Messianic aspirations,” had always faced “a hostile world,” how the Jews had degenerated until they went to their death like sheep, and how only the establishment of a Jewish state had enabled Jews to hit back...
The world’s Jews were made to feel guilt and obligation toward Israel. They were instilled with a deep, collective, existential fear—a fear that was triggered whenever anyone questioned its status as a Jewish ethnostate.
Jews in the United States do face threats, of course, but not from the left. The Christian right lavishes praise on Israel, even as it nurtures deep wells of antisemitism. The white supremacists who chanted “Jews will not replace us” were not from the left. There is nothing to fear from the pro-Palestine movement. To put it bluntly, many moderate and liberal Jews are being played.
The killing must stop, and a new reality must be built in Palestine. But that can’t happen until Western leaders stop exploiting the genocide of yesterday so they can commit another genocide today.
We are seeking wisdom to make sense of all this suffering, but this much we know: It is time for the killing in Gaza to stop.
Author's Note: For a dozen years or so I have been sending out poems, originally to my colleagues in U.S. Senate offices, with a commentary to enable people-who-do-not-read-poems to be able to read them with comprehension. Recently, I sent out a poetry letter on a poem by the late twentieth-century poet Zbigniew Herbert. To me, the poem speaks to the current situation encompassed by the terms “Gaza and Israel.” A fair number of people have told me how much they have liked the letter, many of them have sent it on to their friends, and others suggested I share it more publicly—and so it appears now at Common Dreams.
Writing this letter has been more difficult than any other I have written. I intended to address my consternation and confusion at what is going on in the Middle East, the slaughter of Israeli ‘innocents’ and the overpowering response of Israel, their slaughter of Gazan innocents. The numbers have changed since when I began, for in my original letter there were 12,000 Gazans dead, then 15,00, then 20,000, then 23,000; now it is over 35,000 and no end to the escalating destruction of the Palestinian residents of Gaza is in sight. I am not sure why I had such trouble sending it out. Although the numbers have changed, and my last paragraphs have been added, this essay is not very different from what I wrote in December 2023.
So: My first draft of this letter was written four months ago. I have thought about it every day since.
For I do not know what to think. My parents were both refugees from Hitler’s Germany, and I swore in my youth that never again should such a cataclysm – anything like the destruction of the European Jews – occur, not if I could help it. In the United States, a racism both virulent and also subterranean was destroying black lives, and earlier in my life I fought for the rights of black Americans. Both in demonstrations, and by doing what I do – teach – through teaching in black high schools and a black college. Then came the war in Vietnam. I demonstrated against, even briefly went to prison in protest against, an American destructiveness that sought to destroy Vietnamese lives.
Mass destruction is wrong. It was wrong when Hamas did it, and wrong when the Israelis retaliated by doing it in return. Naomi Klein, with extraordinarily succinct eloquence, wrote of her need to belong to “An international left rooted in values that side with the child over the gun every single time, no matter whose gun and no matter whose child.” Her essay, written early in the conflict, is remarkable; to read it, type ‘Klein Guardian Gaza’ in your browser.
How do I, as a Jewish American, respond to what is going on in the Middle East today? The grievances of the Palestinians are long-standing, and legitimate. The fragile and perilous existence of the Jewish state is also a legitimate concern.
How do I balance my deep understanding that to be Jewish is, as it always has been, to be imperiled, with my understanding that mass destruction is profoundly wrong?
I turned to Zbigniew Herbert for guidance, since to my mind he more than any other modern poet understood what it means to live in our strange, disordered modern world. And the poem I turned to was one that speaks of hurt: “—my heart aches Rebbe—I have troubles.” Herbert has no answer for me; he speaks only of troubles, and our inability to access a wisdom that has been lost since the dawn of our modern age. Post-modernity has no answers. It is of little or no consolation as we face the destructiveness that has erupted in the Middle East. All Herbert offers is a recognition that we have “heart-aches….troubles,” and that the great conflagration that was the Shoah changed everything: The old wisdom lost, how to ease our difficult consciousness calls for a wisdom that is now no longer available to us. This is a difficult message to swallow, which is why I had such difficulty writing this letter. Perhaps there are no answers, no assuaging our concerns. Perhaps living with pain and confusion is, difficult as it can be, what we have to bear…..
Mr Cogito Seeks Advice
So many books dictionaries
bloated encyclopedias
but no one to give advice
they studied the sun
the moon the stars
they lost me
my soul
refuses the solace
of knowledge
so I wander at night
on our fathers’ roads
and here
is the town of Bracław
amid black sunflowers
the place we abandoned
the place which shrieks
it is Shabbas
as always on Shabbas
a New Heaven appears
– I’m looking for you Rebbe
– He’s not here –
say the Hasidim
– he is in the world of Sheol
– he had a beautiful death
say the Hasidim
– very beautiful
as if he crossed
from one side
to the other side
he was all black
held in his hand
a flaming Torah
– I’m looking for you Rebbe
beyond what firmament
did you hide your wise ear
– my heart aches Rebbe
– I have troubles
Rabbi Nachman
might give me advice
but how do I find him
among so many ashes
In these letters, I have written more about Zbigniew Herbert than any other poet. Once again I turn to him. For, like Mr Cogito, I am lost and heart-broken, as is much of the world.
Violence has overtaken the Middle East. Violence erupted in Israel, where a barbarous attack by Hamas left over 1400 dead, many of them young people who had gathered to dance and listen to music together; along with the celebrants of music, many elderly people and children died in their residences in kibbutzim and in the land around them. In response, Israeli forces bombed Gaza, and at this moment over 35,000 [this number has increased dramatically each time I redrafted this letter] Gazan Palestinians are dead. Here too, children and the elderly are among the victims. A majority of those victims, in fact, are women and children. More violence is, alas, on the horizon.
I am not sure what to think. I have long been a critic of Israel and its refusal to recognize the legitimacy of Palestinian concerns—or even the legitimacy of Palestinians. The country that Jews were ceded by the British, the colonized area known as Palestine, was not unoccupied: Palestinians lived there when Jews declared a new state, a homeland for Jews, called Israel. Never did the Israeli government acknowledge the legitimate claims of the Palestinians whose land they settled in; never did they go beyond their assertions that Jews needed a homeland, regardless of who lived there before their arrival.
In recent years, the situation has worsened. Israelis to whom Palestinians were totally invisible ‘settled’ the land—the West Bank—which Israel had claimed as part of greater Israel after the 1967 war. Each settlement, each settler, pushed aside Palestinians and so a de facto annexation of this territory proceeded. Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, in a desperate bid to avoid prosecution for bribery by remaining in power, made alliances with the far-right in Israel, with those who wanted to expand the settlements and further oppress, silence and destroy the Palestinians in Israel. The fragile agreement to ‘share’ the Temple Mount, sacred to both Jews and Muslims, was violated by Israeli extremists.
Reprehensible, horrible. When the Israelis, with American support, pushed for mutual recognition with Saudi Arabia, neither the Israelis or the Saudis included Palestinians in the process. The Palestinians remained invisible and totally disregarded. And, of course—but this should not be parenthetical—the United States poured massive amounts of military aid into Israel.
What Israel is doing, indiscriminately carpet-bombing Gaza and killing many thousands of children and women and old people, is wrong. But another part of my brain mutters, ‘Hamas is not some ragtag military group. It is the ruling authority of Gaza.’ If a cadre of Puerto Rican functionaries [Puerto Rico being a colony of the United States] crossed the Caribbean and invaded Alabama, killing ten thousand in Birmingham, what would the ‘American’ response be? My hunch is that there would be massive support for bombing Puerto Rico and removing a government that could commit such atrocities. So the government-sanctioned attack on Israelis, is, alas, profoundly disquieting. This aspect of things has got lost in the magnitude of Israel’s destructive military attack on not just Gaza, but Gazan civilians.
I wrote earlier that I am not sure what to think. Some things I know: The Israeli disregard for the Palestinians and their claims has led to severe violations of their human rights. Prime Minister Netanyahu’s alliance with far-right political parties has exacerbated the tensions in the region for no purpose other than to keep him from going to trial, with the result that his government aggrandized the right-wing and the right’s messianic certitudes. Yet the massacre of innocents carried out by Hamas, the taking of hostages, was wrong, perhaps even to the extent that President Biden claimed: Evil.
To my mind, there seems no resolution of current and future hostilities other than a two-state solution, which the current Israeli government seems unlikely to accept, and the leadership of Hamas—‘From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free’—is unlikely to accept it as well. (Hamas does not accept the right of Israel to exist.) War, destruction, more war, violence, more war. A land occupied by two peoples—Palestinians and Israeli Jews—locked in internecine conflict. It appears to me that a two-state solution, reserving land for each of the two embattled parties, seems like the only resolution. Yet in realistic terms, I know it is but a pipe dream: The 700,000 Jewish settlers in the West Bank will never leave, will never accept Palestinian sovereignty over this occupied territory. In reality, there is no place for a Palestinian state. No physical territory that Palestiniians could occupy and call their own.
At the present moment, there is much support for the Palestinians, and rightly, for they are an oppressed people. But there are other oppressed people in the world, and other oppressors. Why is Israel being singled out? Partly because massive amounts of U.S. aid have flowed to Israel. But the United States also financially supports the repressive military government of Egypt, and over decades has supported many right-wing governments in the Americas and elsewhere. Partly because oppression is oppression, and always worthy of opposition. But is it not also, partly, because Jews control Israel, and it is easier to demonstrate against Jews than against, say, Syrians or Iranians or Russians?
That is what perplexes and troubles me. Certainly, not everyone who supports the Palestinian claims to peoplehood and a land of their own is antisemitic. But that phrase, ‘From the river to the sea,’ is not innocent. I read it as a statement that Israel should no longer exist.
(Shortly after the contemporary conflict began, I was on the West Coast, visiting my son, when I encountered a demonstration at the University of Washington; one demonstrator carried a sign which said, “From the river to the sea.” I was horrified. I didn’t think, ‘This is an anti-imperialist claim that Palestinians should have a place in Palestine.’ I thought, ‘This boldly proclaims that Israel should be wiped out and Palestinians should reclaim the entire land from which they have been displaced.’ There has been much discussion of whether this phrase is aspirational or a declaration of the desire to eradicate Israel. What I can say, as a non-Zionist American Jew, is that the phrase is neither innocent nor aspirational, but a declaration of the place of Jews in the Middle East, and perhaps the world.)
Where should the Jews of Israel go? Back ‘home’ to the locus of the former Nazi regimes from which they fled? What about the half of all Israelis who emigrated from Arab countries and Iran, Turkey and central Asia? Or should they all just, unremarked, vanish from the face of the earth? That possibility is the Nazi dream, a world with no Jews. Judenrein they called it. A world free of Jews.
I’m lost, and that is why I turn to Herbert’s poem. It, too, is about being unmoored and directionless, cut off from a wisdom which could show the way forward in difficult times.
The poem begins with a celebration of the insufficiency of contemporary ‘knowledge.’ We live in an information society – “books dictionaries/bloated encyclopedias,” and of course the web with its instantaneous availability of ‘knowledge’.
So many books dictionaries
bloated encyclopedias
but no one to give advice
they studied the sun
the moon the stars
they lost me
my soul
refuses the solace
of knowledge
Even our most advanced knowledge, here represented by astrophysics—“the sun/the moon the stars”—is of no help. The speaker, Mr Cogito, is like me: He is “lost.” At the start of the poem, Mr Cogito drowns in the proliferation of knowledge which marks our era. There is no “solace” in the huge amount of information that we possess.
And so Mr Cogito walks, travels, looking for something Wallace Stevens characterized as “what will suffice.” He goes into the past, away from modernity, towards that which existed before, “on our fathers’ roads.”
so I wander at night
on our fathers’ roads
and here
is the town of Bracław
amid black sunflowers
the place we abandoned
the place which shrieks
it is Shabbas
as always on Shabbas
a New Heaven appears
Wandering at night, the speaker encounters, enters, Bracław, a small town. It is marked by an unsettling image, “black sunflowers.” Sunflowers are usually bright yellow, with dark centers: they are called ‘sunflowers’ because their bright yellow petals mirror the sun, and they traditionally follow on their stems as the sun moves across the sky. (One hears, I think, an echo of Paul Celan’s famous poem “Todesfuge,” with its “black milk of sunrise.”) The flowers, then, are death-marked.
Bracław (Bratslav in English) is in Ukraine and is renowned as the town in which a famous Hasidic rabbi, Rabbi Nachman, lived and taught in the early years of the nineteenth century. Nachman was a great-grandson of the founder of Hasidism, the Baal Shem Tov. Nachman was himself the founder of a major sect, the Breslover Hasidim. The Jews of the town lived in a “place we abandoned.” Bracław’s Jews were sent to concentration camps to be exterminated, or they were drowned in a nearby river. (During the night between December 31, 1941 and January 1, 1942 most of the almost 750 inmates of the Bracław ghetto were sent to the Pechora death camp; a few Jews were left in Bracław to carry out road construction work.)
Abandoned, dead, exterminated. Either in Bracław or in the concentration camps to which the Jewish populace of the town were sent. “Shrieks” refers to those horrible deaths.
And it is Shabbas, the Sabbath, the day on which God rested after the Creation and which is therefore dedicated to God. The world should be created anew: “as always on Shabbas/ a New Heaven appears.”
But. But. What once existed is now lost, and the speaker of the poem, an innocent stand-in for the reader, does not find what he is seeking. There is only knowledge, not wisdom. “I’m looking for you Rebbe,” he says in resignation (and with modest hope?):
– I’m looking for you Rebbe
– He’s not here –
say the Hasidim
– he is in the world of Sheol
– he had a beautiful death
say the Hasidim
– very beautiful
as if he crossed
from one side
to the other side
he was all black
held in his hand
a flaming Torah
The rabbi for whom Mr Cogito is looking, a fount of wisdom, is no longer available. He is in the place, Sheol, where the dead go. His transition from life to death was “very beautiful,” for the world was lit by his possession of the Torah –wisdom – which contrasts with the “bloated encyclopedias” with which the poem began. He took his wisdom with him, alas, and Mr Cogito has no access to it now, when he is troubled.
Then Herbert writes a passage which concludes with what to my mind are the most wondrous lines of the poem:
– I’m looking for you Rebbe
beyond what firmament
did you hide your wise ear
– my heart aches Rebbe
– I have troubles
Mr Cogito is searching not for “the solace/ of knowledge” but wisdom, that “wise ear” which could hear his deep complaint and, listening, offer sage counsel in return. The rebbe is in another firmament, having “crossed/ from one side/ to the other side” and is now hidden from the speaker. Oh, those lines: “—my heart aches Rebbe/ --I have troubles.” So we all exist today, with heartaches and troubles, and insufficient wisdom available to aid us, counsel us, salve our hurts. There is no rhetoric here, only a straightforward heartsickness and confession of “troubles.” Poems do not have to use elaborate vocabulary and ornate poetic devices to move us. Mr Cogito’s cry strikes very deeply in us, the more so for being so ‘unpoetic.’ “– my heart aches Rebbe/ – I have troubles.”
Here is how the poem ends:
Rabbi Nachman
might give me advice
but how do I find him
among so many ashes
If the speaker, Mr Cogito, had access to wisdom and insight he might get the advice he needs to go onward with his life, to find balm for his aching heart. “But”—that little word which so often indicates a contrary to what we wish were the case—Rabbi Nachman is gone. Not just into a different firmament.
This is a very large “but.” For Rabbi Nachman is not only dead, he is part of a world that was destroyed, cut off from us and from modernity by the horrible destructiveness of the Shoah. He has disappeared along with the world which was destroyed by the Shoah: It is not just his death, but the death of a whole culture that creates the chasm that Mr Cogito faces. Those “ashes” are what remains from the great destruction of the concentration camps: Men and women and children turned into corpses, the corpses incinerated into smoke and ash.
Something has been lost. I am tempted to call it innocence, since it involves an incomprehension of the destructiveness that humankind is capable of. Those “ashes” in the final line present those of us who live in ‘modernity’ with the horrible reality of what Norman Mailer once called “the mass liquidations of the state.”
‘Genocide’ is a twentieth century term. It was first used in reference to the German assault on Poland and Polish culture, though quickly it became the rubric under which we understand what my friend Raul Hilberg called “the destruction of the European Jews.”
There have been other ‘genocides’ in the historical past: In the twentieth century the Turkish assault on Armenia and Armenians is often thought to be the first example of this destructiveness in modernity. But the sheer scale and comprehensiveness—the “Final Solution”—of the Nazi attempt to kill and erase all Jews and traces of Judaism has no parallel.
So the “ashes” which are emitted from the crematoria of the concentration camps have changed us, cut us off from thinking there might be a righteous response to the mysterious horror that humans can bring upon what they see as the ‘other.’ We may try to speak of peace, of tolerance, of finding a way for humans to live with one another, but the “ashes” cover up our mouths and we are left to live in a world which places no transcendent, or even enduring, value upon human life. King Lear said of death, “Ripeness is all.” For a post-Shoah world, “Destruction is all.” Ashes, ashes, ashes.
Zbigniew Herbert faces the destruction, not only of the European Jews, but of a whole world of understanding that is now unavailable to us, to we who live in our knowledge-filled age. Wisdom is lost to us—we can no longer “find” it—in a time when only ashes remain of the world-that-once-was. And our new knowledge, that people can murderously destroy one another, has replaced it.
This not nostalgia for the past. It is a recognition, I think, of how the world has been changed, unalterably, by the massive destruction of a people: The genocide of the Jews in the concentration camps of the German empire.
Earlier, I cited Norman Mailer. I often think a line from Norman Mailer’s moderately forgotten novel, Why Are We in Vietnam?:
and the afternoon takes a turn and is different having just passed through one of those unseen locks of the day, everything is altered, no saying how.
What Mailer says, what Herbert is saying, is what Yeats said in a different context: All things “are changed, changed utterly:/ A terrible beauty is born.” Only for Herbert it is not beauty that is born but an inability to access wisdom. Where wisdom once was, the is now only death and destruction. Ashes.
Herbert’s poem is about our being cut off from the wisdom of the past. But we are still left with the tragedy of Israel and the Palestinians. There is violence, more than enough of it. There are deaths—1400 Israelis, now over 35,000 Palestinians in Gaza. Where does it stop? How can we cope with the tragedies? Rabbi Nachman, to our misfortune, cannot tell us. We, like Mr Cogito, are lost “—my heart aches, Rebbe/ – I have troubles,” and no answers or even advice are forthcoming.
Still, we must live in the world even if ‘wisdom’ is not forthcoming.
Naomi Klein is right: We must commit ourselves to a world where we “side with the child over the gun every single time, no matter whose gun and no matter whose child.” It is time for the killing in Gaza to stop. With massive bombings, and now the threat of famine for over half a million Gazans—a famine abetted by Israeli intransigence against any provision of food and water to civilians —the killing and suffering must stop.
There must be a ceasefire in Gaza, and an end to intransigence and destruction.
On the one hand stands the particular lesson, the Holocaust as a reminder that only Israel can offer true safety to the Jewish people; on the other hand is the deeply universalist commitment to “never again.”
Earlier this week Israel marked the Holocaust in an official memorial day ceremony. Sirens blared for one minute across the country, as all Israelis were urged to drop everything, pull their cars to the sides of the road, and observe a minute devoted to ruminating about the Holocaust and its lessons.
Growing up in Israel, as a youth whose grandmother and great grandmother survived Auschwitz, I felt the burden of that moment and concentrated deeply while two different commitments brewed within me. On the one had my commitment to my country, Israel, the safe haven of all Jews; on the other, my promise to myself to act as “chasidei umut ha’olam” did. This title, sometimes known in English as the Righteous Among the Nations, is a special honor bestowed by the state of Israel upon those few non-Jews who during the Holocaust risked their lives and their families’ lives to help save Jews without any promise of recompense. “In a world of total moral collapse,” notes the central museum for the memory of the Holocaust, Yad Vashem, “there was a small minority who mustered extraordinary courage to uphold human values.” As part of its commitment to instill the universal ideal of humanism, Yad Vashem has championed these individuals as lightning rods of humanism that should offer all of us an example and model.
Israel is a contradictory place. It holds itself as a model of enlightened democracy, even as it carries out what most human rights organization by now recognize as an apartheid regime. Even in its Declaration of Independence it declared itself to be both democratic and Jewish, clearly a contradiction. This spirit of contradiction animates the most important event in Israel’s public memory, the Holocaust and in the lesson it draws from it. On the one hand stands the particular lesson, the Holocaust as a reminder that only an independent Jewish state, Israel, can offer true safety to the Jewish people. On the other hand, Israel tries—at least some of the time—to assert a universal lesson from the Holocaust: If a nation like Germany that viewed itself as the most enlightened nation in the world could carry out a genocide, it can happen everywhere, and if we don’t watch out any one of us can get caught up and become complicit in it. Thus, as humans we must pledge to constantly ask ourselves, “What I would have done during the Holocaust?” and follow the example of the Righteous among the Nations.
Jews and Palestinians must find a way to live together in the land between the Jordan River and the Mediterranean Sea as true and equal partners, and we must find justice for all who were impacted by this ongoing tragedy.
Most people and most nations live with contradictions. However, there comes a time when contradictions can no longer—indeed must no longer—abide together in both humans and nations. For Jews across the world such a time has clearly arrived. Now more than ever we are witnessing a confrontation between the two lessons of the Holocaust, with an increasing number of Jews outside of Israel recognizing in the slogan “never again” a deeply universalist commitment to humanity—especially Palestinians oppressed and killed in their name. Organizations such as Jewish Voice for Peace, If Not Now (whose name is a very reference to this conviction), and others consist of Jews who refuse to stand idle while Israel, a state that views itself as the exclusive embodiment of Jewish aspirations, is carrying out genocidal violence in their name.
At the same time, unfortunately, within Israel the Jewish population has doubled down on the particular memory of the Holocaust. Having endured the greatest massacre of Jews since the Holocaust on October 7, Jewish Israelis appear more committed than ever to a siege mentality that does not offer any room for humanism. Refusing to recognize the humanity of the Palestinian people in Gaza and elsewhere and the spirit of the slogan “never again,” they are largely in support of this mass murder of civilians and of an ultra-aggressive stance toward Israel’s perceived enemies. Similarly, in the United States and elsewhere, both Jewish and non-Jewish Zionist organizations, private individuals, and even states like Germany appear consumed by their commitment to the particular memory of the Holocaust. This is no coincidence. Israel and its allies over more than 75 years have successfully weaponized the particular memory of the Holocaust to deflect attention from Israeli atrocities.
The response to campus protests across the U.S. marks a new stage in the campaign to quash any legitimate criticism of Israel. In some of the most liberal universities in the country, the site of some of the most iconic free speech campus struggles during the 1960s, we are now witnessing yet again the repression of universal humanism. Once more, cynical Zionist voices, this time in collusion with the Republican Party, have managed to undercut universalist humanist messages by insisting on centering the supposed antisemitism of the anti-war activists. This particularly insidious use of the specter of antisemitism is not only a tacit support of genocide, but a dangerous cheapening and misappropriation of the very real rise of antisemitism—most of it not emanating from anti-war circles, but from rabid white supremacists who have increasingly taken control of the Republic Party.
As an Israeli who served in the West Bank and the Gaza Strip, and who once thought he could hold the contradictions of Zionism and of the dual lessons of the Holocaust, I think it is time to settle this question once and for all. When it comes to universalism versus particularism, to human interest versus self-interest, to moral clarity versus moral bankruptcy, there is only one appropriate resolution.
I believe that as Jews we must embrace the universal lessons of the Holocaust and declare the ongoing events in Gaza a genocide and resist an out-of-control right-wing government that is increasingly drawing the whole region into a war. We must renounce the Zionist interpretation of the Holocaust that has turned out to be not only morally compromised, but also ineffective—it has not provided protection for Jews. In fact, in no place in the world are Jews more likely to be harmed en masse than in Israel today, be it from Palestinian resistance groups or drones from Iran. The Jewish refuge has turned out to be a nightmare to both Palestinians and Jews.
We must search for better alternatives to the question of Jewish safety, ones that refuse to compromise the safety and well-being of other people. Indeed, by now the Jewish tragedy has also become so enmeshed in the Palestinian tragedy that they are inseparable; the Nakba and the Shoah have become tragic parallels, nightmarish rhymes, part of what one recent book has referred to as a shared “grammar of trauma and history.” Jews and Palestinians must find a way to live together in the land between the Jordan River and the Mediterranean Sea as true and equal partners, and we must find justice for all who were impacted by this ongoing tragedy.
Lastly, the onus to find this solution is not reserved to Israelis, Jews, and Palestinians, or even the United States and Britain, the two empires who have offered the most support over the years to the Zionist project. The Western world at large has been the arbiter of this ongoing tragedy since they have declared Jews to be a racial enemy in their midst hundreds of years ago. it is therefore in no small part up to the international community—it is their obligation—to force Israel into stopping the ongoing genocide and to provide the means to reach a just solution for all.