Baking of matzahs in hiding - Lodz, Poland, 1943.
I want to show this to the anti-Semitic maggot babies who think Christians deserve and should celebrate Pesach. I hope they have ingrown toenails, halitosis, green ear hair, and develop a constant urge to itch their asshole in public. I hope they realize that being Jewish is not a fun little game they can play.
… I’m sorry, what?
Ha ha ha. No.
No, no. No, no - no, no, no.
You do not get to tell somebody what they can and cannot celebrate. That’s the whole goddamn point. That’s why it’s so hard to be Jew in the first place, because people are always trying to tell US what to do, or what the meaning of what we choose to do is, or what the things and people in this world are, that they should know what we ‘deserve’ or don’t.
We’ve been forced into hiding NOT because some people think it’s fun to do things that Jews do, but because they think we’re scum. Because they think we don’t ‘deserve’ the things that they do. Because they think that as ‘Jesus murderers,’ we shouldn’t be allowed to do what matters to us.
If there’s one thing we should have learned throughout the centuries, it’s to live and let live, without telling others what to do, just as we have always so desperately dreamed others would do for us.
So, tempting through it is, could you perhaps NOT sink to the level of our oppressors?