How To Be a Jew in France
The Marais neighborhood in Pariss 4th arrondissement has long been known as the Jewish quarter, though it is also popular with the gay communitymost Jewish shops and businesses close for Sabbath. But on a recent Saturday on rue des Rosiers, at Florence Kahns shop, which is famous for its Russian and Central European Jewish cuisine, people were queuing, seemingly unaware it was Shabbat. One apple strudel, a slice of cheesecake, and half a pound of pastrami please, a mother of two said to the assistant behind the counter. Surprised, I asked her if serving meat and dairy together means the establishment is not kosher. Of course, it is kosher! replied the shop assistant, offended. But not approved by the beit din, it depends on people: Some consider it kosher and some dont. An old man behind me joked that the fact that Florence Kahns shop opens on Saturdays might help protect them from anti-Semitic vandals.
Being a Jew in France is no longer easy. Anxiety is in the air even if the State has guaranteed our protection. Gripes about Jews being everywhere in the French media, banks, and even in government are commonplace. It became normal to demonstrate with pro-Palestinian slogans in the streets and blame French Jews for Israels actions, which are typically reported as monstrous. We are still a long way from the Dreyfus Affair, but theres a new wave of anti-Semitism in France, which is often packaged as anti-Zionism, but employs all the classical tropes. It is easy to forget which kind of anti-Semitism is which. First there was stand-up comedian Dieudonnés inflammatory act, which mocked the Holocaust, prompting Prime Minister Manuel Valls to ban his shows for racism and anti-Semitism. Many French people, particularly Dieudonnés fans, saw this as a Jewish conspiracy. There are everyday physical attacks in the street. The result is a familiar kind of fear.
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I remember very clearly the first time I felt this fear several years ago. It happened quite suddenly. I was shopping in the Galeries Lafayette department store. The vendor, a young Arab man, was very helpful and cheerful. I was trying clothes on while he was taking care of his other customers. At that period Marine Le Pens far-right National Front was rising in the polls, and he asked me what I thought about Le Pen.
What do you want me to think about Le Pen? I asked him, laughing. I would sooner forget she exists. The young man seemed wanting to test me more: She is the devil, but many Catholics in France admire her. Dont you? You are Catholic and you dont like her? I was very surprised that discussion in a luxury shop turned so personal, but answered trying to make another joke: Who told you I was Catholic?
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BlueCollar
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