When I was a child, learning about the Holocaust, I used to believe that what happened to the Jews in Germany could never happen here. My reasons for this were vague and cultural; Dad’s Army, comic operetta contrasted with Wagner, the sheer silliness of Hitler’s strutting. No country with a sense of humour could ever surely even follow a Hitler type to the pub, let alone into a world war. Now I’ve put away childish things, and though I have a youthful spirit, every day I feel another year older. Because in my lifetime, in my country, people are tormenting the Jews.

There is a sadistic feeding frenzy to this anti-Jewish crusade

It was a wonderful feeling that day in 1977 at the anti-National Front demo in New Cross when I nearly got trampled to death by a police horse – easily the best incident of my 17-year life thus far. To the right of me, Rastafarians; to the left of me a beautifully-dressed old man waving a walking stick in the direction of the march and yelling ‘Jew-baiters – damn Jew-baiters!’ United in the cause of anti-racism, we knew who the enemy was. But now the Jews are seen as every bit as bad as the National Front by many of those who would have been on my side then.

To have lived through the routing of right-wing anti-Semitism and to see the new left-wing kind thriving really does make you feel that you have had a long life – and that you are perhaps living in rather too interesting times. As I wrote for The Spectator a fortnight after the Hamas pogroms of October 7:

‘Anti-Semitism ­– the socialism of fools – is a shapeshifter supreme. The oldest hatred has taken many forms, and is enjoyed by Christians and Muslims, communists and fascists alike. Now it can add another string to its bow.

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The torment of British Jews

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18.02.2024

When I was a child, learning about the Holocaust, I used to believe that what happened to the Jews in Germany could never happen here. My reasons for this were vague and cultural; Dad’s Army, comic operetta contrasted with Wagner, the sheer silliness of Hitler’s strutting. No country with a sense of humour could ever surely even follow a Hitler type to the pub, let alone into a world war. Now I’ve put away childish things, and though........

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