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Short-tempered

I’m in a foul mood and, frankly, shit like this article from Roger Cohen in the International Herald-Tribune doesn’t improve the mood. It’s a column in praise of the Euston Manifesto which, we’re told, “has received too little attention” because it’s too sane. Whatever. It’s the end that rankles, however:

If you’re tired of sterile screaming in the wilderness, tired of the comfortably ensconced “hindsighters” poring over every American error in Iraq, tired of facile anti-Americanism and anti-Semitism masquerading as anti- Zionism, try the Euston road in 2007. It might actually lead somewhere.

I don’t know how others feel about this, but I have to believe I’m not the only Jewish American who’s getting tired of constantly having vague accusations of anti-semitism smeared around in my general direction. I mean, forget the anti-semitism. Since when has anti-Zionism become such a powerful force in American politics that we need the Euston Manifesto to save us all? But of course we’re not talking about anti-semitism or anti-Zionism here. We’re just talking about ordinary political disagreement. The article comes to me via Martin Peretz, who’s status as a cosignatory of the Manifesto proudly demonstrates what a hollow farce it is to present the document as some kind of left position.

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