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Jeremy Brier

ByJeremy Brier, Jeremy Brier

Opinion

Easy life obliges us to face hard facts

The JC Essay

November 30, 2012 12:07
8 min read

It has been pretty easy for my generation. In Britain's leafy Jewish communities, the children of the 1980s grew up with the freedoms that our grandparents were denied and the opportunities to which our parents could not aspire. Sure, it came with a deep awareness of the past and, at times, with the terrible mantle of survivor guilt ("You're having a bad day? You should have tried living through what we lived through") but we knew, deep within our souls, that we were safe in this green and pleasant land.

Few of my contemporaries encountered any antisemitism at school (apparently Jews not being picked for the sports teams was strictly meritocratic) and we did not face activist campuses on the same scale as we hear about today.

There were certainly heated discussions at times. Now, however, Israel Apartheid Week is as much a part of university life as gowns and Pot Noodles, notwithstanding the fact that it is so egregiously inaccurate; offensive both to Israel and to those who actually suffered the horrors of apartheid.

For all the many debates I participated in while I was president of the Cambridge Union - many against staunch Israel critics like George Galloway - I can never remember a general sense of Jews being under attack. Today, as my generation matures into adulthood and we focus more on our children's futures than on our own comfortable childhoods, that situation is changing.