NefeshBarYochai
2024-05-20 20:29:35 UTC
Long decline, sudden end
To be sure, morbid symptoms were apparent for decades. Woody Allen
hasnt been funny since 1987 (Radio Days). Rodney Dangerfield is long
gone. Al Franken moved from SNL to the U.S. Senate where he was
often quite funny until he got caught in the crossfire of MeToo.
Sarah Silverman started off brilliant and outrageous; she and Gilbert
Gottfried were among the few comics who told Hitler jokes:
They just discovered that Hitler for years molested his niece now
hes really cancelled.
I read somewhere that Hitler had a grandson who was a child molester
Imagine the embarrassment to the Hitler family.
But since 2016, Silverman has been a liberal pundit more than a
comedian not funny!
Gottfried was notorious for being the first major comedian to tell
9/11 jokes. On September 29, 2001, at a roast for Playboy publisher
Hugh Hefner, he stared his routine by saying:
Tonight, Ill be using my Arab name, Hasn Bin Laide. But Im afraid
I have to leave early because I need to catch a flight to LA. I
couldnt get a direct flight; we have to make a stop at the Empire
State Building.
He died in 2022, aged 67. Nobody has filled his shoes.
And then there is Larry David. For 25 years, he carried upon his
slender frame the weight of three generations of Jewish comics. Now
aged 77, hes called it quits: Curb Your Enthusiasm is no more, but
the cache of 120 episodes remains. How do they stand up?
In season two, episode nine, The Baptism, Larry and his wife are
running late to a baptism in Monterrey: A Jewish man has agreed to
convert before marrying Cheryls sister. When they finally arrive,
Larry gets out of his car and sees from a distance one man holding
another under the surface of a rushing river. Thinking hes witnessing
a murder, Larry screams and runs toward them. To his surprise, the
minister loses hold of the would-be convert and the latter floats away
with the current, nearly drowning. Afterward, the two families gather
to dry off and plan. The Jews pull Larry aside and congratulate him
for preventing the baptism; the Gentiles curse him. Soon the two sides
begin to shout and confront each other as hostile camps.
In the Palestinian Chicken episode (season eight, episode three),
Larry meets Shara, the Muslim proprietor of the Al-Abbas Palestinian
chicken restaurant. She becomes attracted to him after he tries to get
his newly orthodox friend Marty Funkhouser (Bob Einstein) to take off
his yarmulke before entering the restaurant: This isnt the raid on
Entebbe, Larry says. When he and Shara later have sex, she moans:
Occupy this, you Jewish fuck! Fuck me like Israel fucks my people.
At the end of the episode, Jews and Palestinians face off in dueling
protests after the chicken restaurant owners open a franchise next to
Greenblatts Deli. Larry walks between the two, unsure which side to
join: Larry, youre a Jew, Funkhouser shouts. Larry, Shara says,
I have a sister, the three of us Watching both episodes now, its
hard not to think about actual, Jewish-Israeli violence. Curb is
history. But has history Israels genocidal attack on Gaza killed
Jewish comedy?
The so-called golden age of Jewish comedy
Among the many paeans to Curb since its final episode was broadcast
last month, surprisingly few have focused on Jewishness. The New York
Times, American paper of record founded by Jews, run by Jews, and
partly written for Jews (1.6 million in New York City alone), barely
broached the topic. Even Wesley Morriss long-read managed only a few
cliches about Jewishness, based upon the supposed connection between
the oompah theme music for Curb, and klezmer. (In fact, the tune was
composed by the Italian Luciano Michelini in 1974 in emulation of
circus music or screamers.) Morris writes that the melodiousness of
Jewish tradition, of which Larry David is a part, assays the large
type and fine print of American life with the same meticulous relish
as Mel Brooks, Woody Allen and Albert Brooks. Huh?
The appreciation by P.E. Moskowitz, titled, American Jewish Comedy
Sings a Swan Song, published in New York Magazine was better. There,
we read about the split consciousness of American Jews a
reflection, albeit paler, of W.E.B. Dubois double consciousness of
African Americans. Jews are at once a threatened minority and members
of an exclusive club located in the upper echelons of American economy
and society. The paradox offers much grist for comedy: Its why so
many scenes in Curb take place in Larrys golf club. Despite his
wealth, Larrys continued membership is dependent upon the forbearance
of the clubs redoubtable, gentile manager, the Japanese American, Mr.
Takahashi. Larry regularly challenges the clubs rules and etiquette,
but also fears being thrown out.
That split consciousness insider/club member; outsider/Jew is the
stock in trade of American Jewish humor. A half-century earlier
Groucho uttered his famous quip: I dont want to belong to any club
that would accept me as a member. Twenty-five years ago, Jacob Cohen,
better known as Rodney Dangerfield, deployed the trope in his hit film
Caddy Shack (Harold Ramis, dir., 1980). The movie begins with the
nouveau-rich vulgarian Al Czervik sweeping into a golf course pro shop
and announcing to his Chinese-American companion, Wang (played by
Tsung-I Dow) Hey, I think this place is restricted, Wang, so dont
tell em your Jewish. Al then sets out to buy the club himself.
Larrys character in Curb and the real Larry David are rich enough to
buy any golf club, but then split consciousness would be healed and
its comic potential erased.
Moskowitz argues that the insular, Jewish world of Larry David and
Curb, is rapidly passing if not passed. When the critic was a boy in
New York, he says, he was surrounded by Jews: old ones with numbers
tattooed on their arms who had watched The Jack Benny Show on TV
(1950-1965), and young ones raised on Seinfeld episodes (1989-98). My
experiences as a child and young person in New York were similar. I
attended public schools in Forest Hills, Queens and didnt personally
know a non-Jew until I went off to college in Albany in 1973. Then I
was shocked to discover there were Gentiles from rural New York who
had never met a Jew! One I remember, Dawn pretty and blond and
pursued by everybody told me she thought all the Jews converted
after Christ was born. Was it ignorance or impish humor? My Jewish
roommate Harvey told me she checked his head for horns.
The world of entertainment especially comedy reinforced my
Jew-centrism. In the 60s and 1970s, according to Time Magazine, 80%
of American comedians were Jewish. Many still performed in the
Borscht Belt Jewish-themed resort hotels in the Catskills. But the
best of them were on TV, including Myron Cohen, Henny Youngman, Joan
Rivers, Woody Allen, Nichols and May, Lenny Bruce and Mort Sahl. The
lesser comics included Buddy Hackett, Jack E. Leonard, Don Rickles,
Jackie Mason, Joey Bishop, Jack Carter, Shecky Greene, and Jerry
Lewis. Its important not to exaggerate their gifts; this was no
Jewish Renaissance. Much of the comedy, especially from the
second-tier performers, was alternately insipid and crude, pitched to
the middlebrow tastes of network television audiences. A comic like
Jack Carter, for example, would mug, jerk spasmodically, and milk for
laughs any trend or expression that was already a cliche. As late as
1974, he was still making jokes about the indecipherability or
repetitiousness of rock and roll lyrics. The sight of Don Rickles
widening his mouth into a grimace and calling a member of the audience
hockey puck was never funny. And Jackie Masons bland, psychiatrist
jokes are no better when told with a Yiddish accent.
But there was also the occasional comic genius. The machine-gun
assault of jokes by Youngman, (the master of the one-liner), the
bizarre ingenuity of Dangerfields self-deprecation (I dont get no
respect!), and the combined feminism and body-shaming of Rivers,
exemplified the insecurity and verbal mastery of the striving,
Jew-as-outsider. These and other Jewish comics of the era could
project deference and bombast at the same time. Woody Allen, who began
his career as a writer for Sid Caesar and then became a stand-up
comic, perfected the schtick early. His persona on The Steve Allen
Show (1962) is that of a nebbish who thinks hes a Casanova, and vice
versa. That would become the basis of his early, brilliant
filmography.
Some Jewish comics, like Allen and Myron Cohen, told jokes about Jews,
but many others did not. Im especially fascinated by Cohen, known as
the master storyteller. Hearing him today or seeing clips of his
performances on the Kate Smith Show or Ed Sullivan Show is a
revelation. How could a New York Jew, born in 1902 in Belarus, who
tells jokes about other Jews from the Pale of Settlement, find so
large and mainstream an audience? The answer is first, that Jews were
stock characters in American entertainment at the time kindly,
comic, benign and sometimes pitiable and Cohen did nothing to upset
the stereotypes. He made no references to Israel, anti-Semitism, or
the Holocaust. (There was shockingly little U.S. attention to the
Shoah until after the Eichmann trial in 1961.) The second reason is
that his jokes were meticulously crafted and presented. Here are two
short jokes written by Cohen in performance, the punchlines were
spoken in an exaggerated but highly believable Yiddish accent:
A little old Jewish man is crossing the street near his home when
suddenly a car comes out of nowhere and strikes the man, sending him
hard to the pavement. A policeman rushes over, places a blanket on him
and asks: Are you comfortable? The man replies: I make a nice
living.
Picture a skinny little guy, a shrimp, a nothing. He walks into a
lumber camp looking for a job. To impress a skeptical foreman, the
shrimp fells a towering oak in 90 seconds. Whered you learn that?
says the lumberjack. The little guy says, In the Sahara Forest. You
mean the Sahara Desert. Sure, now.
Both are Jewish jokes because they deal with schlemiels who are
nevertheless proud of their accomplishments; the outsider/insider
dialectic again. Here another, told by Cohens longtime friend, Henny
Youngman:
Im in a bar when suddenly the man next to me falls off his stool
onto the floor. I pick him up, but it happens again. So. I say to the
bartender: This man has had too much to drink, why dont I take him
home? I drag the man out onto the street where he falls down. I pick
him up; he falls down; I pick him up again. Finally, I get him into my
car to take him to his house. When we arrive, I help him out, but he
falls down, so I pick him up. At last, we ring the bell, and his wife
comes to the door. I say: Madame, I have brought your husband back.
She says: So, wheres his wheelchair?
The protagonist of the joke thinks hes a mensch but is actually a
schlemiel, always dropping a disabled man. The wife is also Jewish;
rather than ask where her husband has been, she cuts to the chase:
So, wheres his wheelchair? Heres a joke about bullies and a
nebbish, told by Las Vegas comedian Shecky Greene; its based on his
real-life feud with Frank Sinatra:
You know, Frank Sinatra once saved my life, and Ill be forever
grateful to him. Three guys were giving me a severe beating, and I
thought they were going to kill me. Then Frank said, Okay, boys,
thats enough.
The War to end all comedies
By the early 1990s, Jewish comedians like Cohen, Youngman, and Greene,
and the many others who emerged after World War II, were reduced to a
handful. Younger Jewish comics were comparatively few in number, and
rarely performed Jewish routines. Larry David revived the tradition
with Seinfeld (which he co-created) and Curb, but the fraught
assimilationism that motivated so much Jewish comedy was quickly
losing its relevance. Jews had arrived, and their comic style
anxious, self-deprecating, complaining, and ironic was left behind.
However, there was one more thing that killed Jewish-American comedy:
Israel.
Beginning in 1967, Israels military strength and even more its
aggression decisively changed Americans image of the Jew. From a
timorous David, Israel became a bellicose Goliath. Surrounded by
hostile nations but armed to the teeth with the latest weaponry
including nukes the Jewish state quickly dispatched it enemies in a
six-day war in 67, a war of attrition from 67 to 70, and the
three-week Yom Kippur War of 1973 against Arab states led by Egypt and
Syria. There followed the 1982 Israeli invasion of Lebanon, including
the massacre of Palestinian and Lebanese civilians in the Sabra
neighborhood and Shatila refugee camp, perpetrated by the Lebanese
army in collusion with the IDF. A second Lebanon War was fought in
2006, as well as a series of battles against successive Palestinian
Intifadas (uprisings) in Gaza and the West Bank. Several small
Gazan wars were precursors of the present big one, dubbed by the
Israeli military, Operation Swords of Iron. Israel is obsessed with
iron. Theres also the Iron Dome anti-missile system and the putative
Iron Beam laser defense technology. The appellations are an expression
of palingenetic nationalism, the idea that the nation of Israel aims
to recover the power it had before the Roman conquest in 70 CE. While
the Romans had iron swords, the Jews only had softer bronze ones, a
deficit that contributed to the Jews defeat. Operation Swords of Iron
trumpets what everybody knows: Israel possesses regional military
superiority, facilitated by U.S. money and arms sales.
The war against the Palestinians in Gaza has been the coup de grace
for Jewish comedy. Not only are images of parents cradling dead
children not funny, Israels response to global criticism has turned
Jews everywhere into pariahs, but not like the itinerant schlemiels
and schlimazels of traditional Jewish humor. By insisting the war is
being fought not just on behalf of Israeli Jews, but the entire
diaspora, Jews everywhere are made accessories to crime. When the
Columbia University chapter of Jewish Voice for Peace, renounced that
claim, they were themselves condemned as anti-Semitic, and suspended
from the university. There may be irony in an Egyptian-born,
British-American university president, Minouche (Baroness) Shafik,
suspending a Jewish peace organization on charges of anti-Semitism,
but little comedy. Heres the only joke I can manage:
A dozen NYC cops corral, pummel and pepper spray a small group of
Jewish Voice for Peace student protestors at Columbia. Their signs,
now scattered across the pavement, read Ceasefire Now and Divest
from Israel. Two senior administrators from the office of President
Shafik look on. One says to the other: That will teach them not to be
anti-Semitic!
https://www.counterpunch.org/2024/05/03/has-the-war-against-palestine-killed-jewish-comedy/
Stephen F. Eisenman is emeritus professor at Northwestern University.
His latest book, with Sue Coe, is titled The Young Persons Guide to
American Fascism, and is forthcoming from OR Books. He can be reached
at s-***@northwestern.edu
To be sure, morbid symptoms were apparent for decades. Woody Allen
hasnt been funny since 1987 (Radio Days). Rodney Dangerfield is long
gone. Al Franken moved from SNL to the U.S. Senate where he was
often quite funny until he got caught in the crossfire of MeToo.
Sarah Silverman started off brilliant and outrageous; she and Gilbert
Gottfried were among the few comics who told Hitler jokes:
They just discovered that Hitler for years molested his niece now
hes really cancelled.
I read somewhere that Hitler had a grandson who was a child molester
Imagine the embarrassment to the Hitler family.
But since 2016, Silverman has been a liberal pundit more than a
comedian not funny!
Gottfried was notorious for being the first major comedian to tell
9/11 jokes. On September 29, 2001, at a roast for Playboy publisher
Hugh Hefner, he stared his routine by saying:
Tonight, Ill be using my Arab name, Hasn Bin Laide. But Im afraid
I have to leave early because I need to catch a flight to LA. I
couldnt get a direct flight; we have to make a stop at the Empire
State Building.
He died in 2022, aged 67. Nobody has filled his shoes.
And then there is Larry David. For 25 years, he carried upon his
slender frame the weight of three generations of Jewish comics. Now
aged 77, hes called it quits: Curb Your Enthusiasm is no more, but
the cache of 120 episodes remains. How do they stand up?
In season two, episode nine, The Baptism, Larry and his wife are
running late to a baptism in Monterrey: A Jewish man has agreed to
convert before marrying Cheryls sister. When they finally arrive,
Larry gets out of his car and sees from a distance one man holding
another under the surface of a rushing river. Thinking hes witnessing
a murder, Larry screams and runs toward them. To his surprise, the
minister loses hold of the would-be convert and the latter floats away
with the current, nearly drowning. Afterward, the two families gather
to dry off and plan. The Jews pull Larry aside and congratulate him
for preventing the baptism; the Gentiles curse him. Soon the two sides
begin to shout and confront each other as hostile camps.
In the Palestinian Chicken episode (season eight, episode three),
Larry meets Shara, the Muslim proprietor of the Al-Abbas Palestinian
chicken restaurant. She becomes attracted to him after he tries to get
his newly orthodox friend Marty Funkhouser (Bob Einstein) to take off
his yarmulke before entering the restaurant: This isnt the raid on
Entebbe, Larry says. When he and Shara later have sex, she moans:
Occupy this, you Jewish fuck! Fuck me like Israel fucks my people.
At the end of the episode, Jews and Palestinians face off in dueling
protests after the chicken restaurant owners open a franchise next to
Greenblatts Deli. Larry walks between the two, unsure which side to
join: Larry, youre a Jew, Funkhouser shouts. Larry, Shara says,
I have a sister, the three of us Watching both episodes now, its
hard not to think about actual, Jewish-Israeli violence. Curb is
history. But has history Israels genocidal attack on Gaza killed
Jewish comedy?
The so-called golden age of Jewish comedy
Among the many paeans to Curb since its final episode was broadcast
last month, surprisingly few have focused on Jewishness. The New York
Times, American paper of record founded by Jews, run by Jews, and
partly written for Jews (1.6 million in New York City alone), barely
broached the topic. Even Wesley Morriss long-read managed only a few
cliches about Jewishness, based upon the supposed connection between
the oompah theme music for Curb, and klezmer. (In fact, the tune was
composed by the Italian Luciano Michelini in 1974 in emulation of
circus music or screamers.) Morris writes that the melodiousness of
Jewish tradition, of which Larry David is a part, assays the large
type and fine print of American life with the same meticulous relish
as Mel Brooks, Woody Allen and Albert Brooks. Huh?
The appreciation by P.E. Moskowitz, titled, American Jewish Comedy
Sings a Swan Song, published in New York Magazine was better. There,
we read about the split consciousness of American Jews a
reflection, albeit paler, of W.E.B. Dubois double consciousness of
African Americans. Jews are at once a threatened minority and members
of an exclusive club located in the upper echelons of American economy
and society. The paradox offers much grist for comedy: Its why so
many scenes in Curb take place in Larrys golf club. Despite his
wealth, Larrys continued membership is dependent upon the forbearance
of the clubs redoubtable, gentile manager, the Japanese American, Mr.
Takahashi. Larry regularly challenges the clubs rules and etiquette,
but also fears being thrown out.
That split consciousness insider/club member; outsider/Jew is the
stock in trade of American Jewish humor. A half-century earlier
Groucho uttered his famous quip: I dont want to belong to any club
that would accept me as a member. Twenty-five years ago, Jacob Cohen,
better known as Rodney Dangerfield, deployed the trope in his hit film
Caddy Shack (Harold Ramis, dir., 1980). The movie begins with the
nouveau-rich vulgarian Al Czervik sweeping into a golf course pro shop
and announcing to his Chinese-American companion, Wang (played by
Tsung-I Dow) Hey, I think this place is restricted, Wang, so dont
tell em your Jewish. Al then sets out to buy the club himself.
Larrys character in Curb and the real Larry David are rich enough to
buy any golf club, but then split consciousness would be healed and
its comic potential erased.
Moskowitz argues that the insular, Jewish world of Larry David and
Curb, is rapidly passing if not passed. When the critic was a boy in
New York, he says, he was surrounded by Jews: old ones with numbers
tattooed on their arms who had watched The Jack Benny Show on TV
(1950-1965), and young ones raised on Seinfeld episodes (1989-98). My
experiences as a child and young person in New York were similar. I
attended public schools in Forest Hills, Queens and didnt personally
know a non-Jew until I went off to college in Albany in 1973. Then I
was shocked to discover there were Gentiles from rural New York who
had never met a Jew! One I remember, Dawn pretty and blond and
pursued by everybody told me she thought all the Jews converted
after Christ was born. Was it ignorance or impish humor? My Jewish
roommate Harvey told me she checked his head for horns.
The world of entertainment especially comedy reinforced my
Jew-centrism. In the 60s and 1970s, according to Time Magazine, 80%
of American comedians were Jewish. Many still performed in the
Borscht Belt Jewish-themed resort hotels in the Catskills. But the
best of them were on TV, including Myron Cohen, Henny Youngman, Joan
Rivers, Woody Allen, Nichols and May, Lenny Bruce and Mort Sahl. The
lesser comics included Buddy Hackett, Jack E. Leonard, Don Rickles,
Jackie Mason, Joey Bishop, Jack Carter, Shecky Greene, and Jerry
Lewis. Its important not to exaggerate their gifts; this was no
Jewish Renaissance. Much of the comedy, especially from the
second-tier performers, was alternately insipid and crude, pitched to
the middlebrow tastes of network television audiences. A comic like
Jack Carter, for example, would mug, jerk spasmodically, and milk for
laughs any trend or expression that was already a cliche. As late as
1974, he was still making jokes about the indecipherability or
repetitiousness of rock and roll lyrics. The sight of Don Rickles
widening his mouth into a grimace and calling a member of the audience
hockey puck was never funny. And Jackie Masons bland, psychiatrist
jokes are no better when told with a Yiddish accent.
But there was also the occasional comic genius. The machine-gun
assault of jokes by Youngman, (the master of the one-liner), the
bizarre ingenuity of Dangerfields self-deprecation (I dont get no
respect!), and the combined feminism and body-shaming of Rivers,
exemplified the insecurity and verbal mastery of the striving,
Jew-as-outsider. These and other Jewish comics of the era could
project deference and bombast at the same time. Woody Allen, who began
his career as a writer for Sid Caesar and then became a stand-up
comic, perfected the schtick early. His persona on The Steve Allen
Show (1962) is that of a nebbish who thinks hes a Casanova, and vice
versa. That would become the basis of his early, brilliant
filmography.
Some Jewish comics, like Allen and Myron Cohen, told jokes about Jews,
but many others did not. Im especially fascinated by Cohen, known as
the master storyteller. Hearing him today or seeing clips of his
performances on the Kate Smith Show or Ed Sullivan Show is a
revelation. How could a New York Jew, born in 1902 in Belarus, who
tells jokes about other Jews from the Pale of Settlement, find so
large and mainstream an audience? The answer is first, that Jews were
stock characters in American entertainment at the time kindly,
comic, benign and sometimes pitiable and Cohen did nothing to upset
the stereotypes. He made no references to Israel, anti-Semitism, or
the Holocaust. (There was shockingly little U.S. attention to the
Shoah until after the Eichmann trial in 1961.) The second reason is
that his jokes were meticulously crafted and presented. Here are two
short jokes written by Cohen in performance, the punchlines were
spoken in an exaggerated but highly believable Yiddish accent:
A little old Jewish man is crossing the street near his home when
suddenly a car comes out of nowhere and strikes the man, sending him
hard to the pavement. A policeman rushes over, places a blanket on him
and asks: Are you comfortable? The man replies: I make a nice
living.
Picture a skinny little guy, a shrimp, a nothing. He walks into a
lumber camp looking for a job. To impress a skeptical foreman, the
shrimp fells a towering oak in 90 seconds. Whered you learn that?
says the lumberjack. The little guy says, In the Sahara Forest. You
mean the Sahara Desert. Sure, now.
Both are Jewish jokes because they deal with schlemiels who are
nevertheless proud of their accomplishments; the outsider/insider
dialectic again. Here another, told by Cohens longtime friend, Henny
Youngman:
Im in a bar when suddenly the man next to me falls off his stool
onto the floor. I pick him up, but it happens again. So. I say to the
bartender: This man has had too much to drink, why dont I take him
home? I drag the man out onto the street where he falls down. I pick
him up; he falls down; I pick him up again. Finally, I get him into my
car to take him to his house. When we arrive, I help him out, but he
falls down, so I pick him up. At last, we ring the bell, and his wife
comes to the door. I say: Madame, I have brought your husband back.
She says: So, wheres his wheelchair?
The protagonist of the joke thinks hes a mensch but is actually a
schlemiel, always dropping a disabled man. The wife is also Jewish;
rather than ask where her husband has been, she cuts to the chase:
So, wheres his wheelchair? Heres a joke about bullies and a
nebbish, told by Las Vegas comedian Shecky Greene; its based on his
real-life feud with Frank Sinatra:
You know, Frank Sinatra once saved my life, and Ill be forever
grateful to him. Three guys were giving me a severe beating, and I
thought they were going to kill me. Then Frank said, Okay, boys,
thats enough.
The War to end all comedies
By the early 1990s, Jewish comedians like Cohen, Youngman, and Greene,
and the many others who emerged after World War II, were reduced to a
handful. Younger Jewish comics were comparatively few in number, and
rarely performed Jewish routines. Larry David revived the tradition
with Seinfeld (which he co-created) and Curb, but the fraught
assimilationism that motivated so much Jewish comedy was quickly
losing its relevance. Jews had arrived, and their comic style
anxious, self-deprecating, complaining, and ironic was left behind.
However, there was one more thing that killed Jewish-American comedy:
Israel.
Beginning in 1967, Israels military strength and even more its
aggression decisively changed Americans image of the Jew. From a
timorous David, Israel became a bellicose Goliath. Surrounded by
hostile nations but armed to the teeth with the latest weaponry
including nukes the Jewish state quickly dispatched it enemies in a
six-day war in 67, a war of attrition from 67 to 70, and the
three-week Yom Kippur War of 1973 against Arab states led by Egypt and
Syria. There followed the 1982 Israeli invasion of Lebanon, including
the massacre of Palestinian and Lebanese civilians in the Sabra
neighborhood and Shatila refugee camp, perpetrated by the Lebanese
army in collusion with the IDF. A second Lebanon War was fought in
2006, as well as a series of battles against successive Palestinian
Intifadas (uprisings) in Gaza and the West Bank. Several small
Gazan wars were precursors of the present big one, dubbed by the
Israeli military, Operation Swords of Iron. Israel is obsessed with
iron. Theres also the Iron Dome anti-missile system and the putative
Iron Beam laser defense technology. The appellations are an expression
of palingenetic nationalism, the idea that the nation of Israel aims
to recover the power it had before the Roman conquest in 70 CE. While
the Romans had iron swords, the Jews only had softer bronze ones, a
deficit that contributed to the Jews defeat. Operation Swords of Iron
trumpets what everybody knows: Israel possesses regional military
superiority, facilitated by U.S. money and arms sales.
The war against the Palestinians in Gaza has been the coup de grace
for Jewish comedy. Not only are images of parents cradling dead
children not funny, Israels response to global criticism has turned
Jews everywhere into pariahs, but not like the itinerant schlemiels
and schlimazels of traditional Jewish humor. By insisting the war is
being fought not just on behalf of Israeli Jews, but the entire
diaspora, Jews everywhere are made accessories to crime. When the
Columbia University chapter of Jewish Voice for Peace, renounced that
claim, they were themselves condemned as anti-Semitic, and suspended
from the university. There may be irony in an Egyptian-born,
British-American university president, Minouche (Baroness) Shafik,
suspending a Jewish peace organization on charges of anti-Semitism,
but little comedy. Heres the only joke I can manage:
A dozen NYC cops corral, pummel and pepper spray a small group of
Jewish Voice for Peace student protestors at Columbia. Their signs,
now scattered across the pavement, read Ceasefire Now and Divest
from Israel. Two senior administrators from the office of President
Shafik look on. One says to the other: That will teach them not to be
anti-Semitic!
https://www.counterpunch.org/2024/05/03/has-the-war-against-palestine-killed-jewish-comedy/
Stephen F. Eisenman is emeritus professor at Northwestern University.
His latest book, with Sue Coe, is titled The Young Persons Guide to
American Fascism, and is forthcoming from OR Books. He can be reached
at s-***@northwestern.edu