In a previous post, entitled “Tuning out, rather than moving out”, I documented how orthodox Christians (and particularly the largest group, the Catholics) could create ethnic enclaves to protect themselves from the secularist onslaught. Obviously, this is the sort of anti-social behavior we complain about when other minorities do it, but that’s because we don’t yet think like a minority. We’re in political denial, and as long as that is so, we’ll be politically irrelevant.
And then there are the Jews.
We don’t really like to bring up the Jews on here, for various reasons.
- Some of our friends are Jews. Some are such close friends that we even let them use our toilet. True story.
- It tends to bring out the crazies and the boringly ignorant, and they turn our comment threads into a mental cesspool and otherwise cramp our style.
- We think they’re mostly a sideshow to the larger dynamic and conundrums facing our own particular community, and theorizing about them tends to distract people from the wall we’re about to drive into.
- See #2.
- Also, see #2.
But some stories are just too instructive to pass up.
As a frequent visitor to Baltimore’s zoo, aquarium, and children’s museum, I’m always amazed by the number of easily-identifiable Jews running around. It turns out that Baltimore has a tight-knit and isolated community of Hasidic Jews, and has had one since the 1830s. Other than the fact that they go out of their way to ignore the rest of us and glare at us if we speak to their children, I haven’t really given their presence much thought.
Until I read this: Them and Them
Up in Ramapo, the immigrant community and the growing population of Hasidim had eyed each other with increasing wariness. Then the Orthodox took over the public schools and proceeded to gut them.
It’s quite a shocking case, and the article needs to be read in its entirety for clarity.
Although the article focuses on the Jews, the same sort of thing is going on all over the country — and all over the world even. Stronger sub-cultures gathering strength and defying the dying majority.
Food for thought that left me not knowing what to think.