How a Lot of Jews See Themselves and the Gentiles

Among less assimilated Jews, a common philosophy seems to be that only Jewish people matter or count. Everyone else? It’s not so much that they hate them (though some do, especially the Orthodox). Sadly, that’s how too many Jews see non-Jewish humans, but most don’t feel exactly that way. It’s more that non-Jews not even in the picture at all. They’re simply nonexistent for all intents and purposes.

*It’s sort of like…they’re not even there. Like you have a dark stage and a spotlight lights up one person. That person would be the Jews as they see themselves. The stage could be full of other people, but no one can see them because they’re in the dark. Those would be the Gentiles. They’re still there, but they are in the dark, so they may as well not be.

*Hat tip to the great French Jewish and later Catholic convert writer Simone Weil for the great stage analogy. Check her out sometime. She’s out of this world!

The great French writer Simone Weil. A Jewish convert to Catholicism. Died as a civilian in WW2. Basically starved herself to death because she could not bear the pain so many were suffering (and dying) from the war. Taking their pain as her own, she gave up, martyr style. So she died a classic Catholic martyr, I suppose.
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One thought on “How a Lot of Jews See Themselves and the Gentiles”

  1. Jewish women can be more arrogant than any.

    I had one that didn’t acknowledge me and others waiting on her hand and foot.

    Today when the bus stopped near a synagogue, an old Jew lady was holding up the line getting in and then struggled to leave the bus. Imagine fleeing Nazis with someone like this. Like a child, always saying and doing the wrong thing. Picture a Jewish mouse inviting a black cat with a white SS patch of fur on his chest into the attic where all the mice were hiding.

    Some Jews are bad luck for anyone around them, usually other Jews.

    I’ve gotten to know very bright and appreciative Jewish women. They may be the best and most powerful women I’ve met, and then some struggle with most basic things like tying their shoes. One wonders if every pair of shoes at a Holocaust museum is from a death.

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