From a twitter thread where people shared their experiences of "Jewish Privilege". Reminds us that anti semitism is alive and well. Just some of the responses:
Jewish Privilege is when my grandparents were violently forced out of Iraq and Tunisia for being Jewish with only the clothes to their back. Along with 850,000 other Jews they arrived to Israel with nothing, only spoke Arabic, and lived in a tent/tin shack for years.
Jewish privilege is talking my strong, smart, intelligent, joyful grandmother down from a panic attack every time someone was 10 minutes late because she thought they were dead.
Being locked in a house at a sleepover at 8 or so because the parents were telling me that I and my family would burn in hell for killing Jesus unless we accepted him as our lord and savior.
I was once told that the founders of the school I went to would be "rolling over in their graves" because of the "huge" amount of Jewish students in the school. The actual percentage was less than 5%.
I was once forced by the university I went to to sit for a presentation by a known anti-semite - invited by a tenured professor - where he spent the entire hour talking about how Jews controlled the media and, therefore, our minds.
My Jewish privileged is being refused medical care and being told that my chronic illness would go away if I just accepted Jesus. In America in 2009.
Jewish Privilege is when your 3rd grader comes home from school with swastikas drawn on one of their papers, and when you ask them what happened, you learn another child in his class said his grandfather was in the German army and taught him how to draw it.
My son’s Jewish Privilege privilege: at 8 at a hotel where he was quietly sitting, when a man came over w/ a plate full of bacon & said ”here you go! Oh wait, you people can’t have that!” & laughed at him. After I explained to him what happened he put on a hat & tucked in his tzitzis.
Sitting down in a meeting, looking at the wall and gritting my teeth while my coworker shows everyone the new app she downloaded that tells her which companies have Jewish owners so she doesn't buy from them. And then at the end, hearing a "oh, no offense btw".
When I was 10 and a neighbor boy pushed me down in an empty lot, put his knee on my chest and asked why Hitler hadn’t killed me. Mind you, I was born many years after WWII.
Four generations of Jewish privilege: My grandparents fled Europe to then learn their entire families were killed. My father faced brutal antisemitic hazing in US Army. I got slapped on street in SF after being asked if I was Jewish. My kids went to preschool with an armed guard.
Ones that stand out 1. Fireworks miss me by an inch while walking in London 1999 2. Glass bottles thrown at me while walking Friday night in Sydney 2003 3. Attacked by 2 men with knives (were there) in Feodosia, Ukraine 2002.
Jewish Privilege is a jr. high classmate joking about Jews being burned alive; a fraternity brother “jokingly” making a song called “I Hate Everything About Jews” to the tune of a Three Days Grace song; a law school classmate angrily asking why school closed on High Holidays.
My Jewish Privilege is pretending I didn’t hear it when someone at school said “I Jewed ‘em down”. When I get replies on Twitter about Jews controlling the media. When I look at black & white pictures of men and women, my people, weighing 70 lbs before being put in a gas chamber.
Jewish Privilege when my grandfather escaped Nazi Germany (where his parents were murdered) during the kindertransport only to be sent to an internment camp, in CANADA, living side-by-side with Nazis. He spent decades living in poverty in Montreal afterward.
