Jew-Hatred in the Air

Life went on as usual, but anti-Semitic winds were already hovering in the air. Busy with their everyday life, people in our town tolerated the unwanted Jews. During the two-thousand years of exile there were some better and some worse times for us, a persecuted, homeless nation, the world's great scapegoat.

Anti-Jewish graffiti started appearing on walls and on wooden fences. The slogan I can remember said, "chase the Jews to Madagascar". Some thugs tried to attack Jews in the synagogue, but the local police chief somehow managed to stop them.

© David Muskal, 2001