By Stephen Pollard, February 5, 2009
My wife and I were leaving shul the other night, when a boy cycled past us. “Dirty Jews”, he yelled, as he sped off. Nothing new there, of course. Such shouts are par for the course for Jews today, as they have always been.
As he departed into the distance, I wondered what had given rise to his hatred of Jews.
And then it dawned on me: perhaps he’d been reading the London Review of Books.
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