The endemic racism here just killed me. It left such a bad taste in my mouth. It was so rhetorical and ironic. How could a people so rooted in equality and progressiveness stand idly by while injustice took root in our homeland?
Such a black mark had formed on my Jewish pride that I wanted to juxtapose Israelis with Jews around the world so as to distance myself from the hate.
I was so lucky my ego took over.
Slowly my discomfort fell away to self-importance as I assured myself that the mere recognition of the problem was sufficient.
For the purpose of dramatic effect I wish that I had received a sudden revelation.
In reality, I began to understand that all the good hearted journalism in the world wouldn’t do anything to beat back the tide of endemic prejudice. We needed action. My self congratulation has contributed to the fall toward the ignorance, hate, and violence creeping into our land of milk and honey.
Baruch Ha’shem (Praise God) there are groups working to break our fall and help us rise again.
They are radicals who wish to repaint the landscape of apathy. I call them radicals not as a jab at naivety or bushy-eyedness but as recognition that their efforts to distance our society from the status quo are a radical initiative.
I hope to soon meet with the groups and people who are trying to turn their discomfort into change and action.
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