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Leave Us Alone!

I suppose it was only a matter of time before the fruitcakes who were rallying against that cartoon  in the Danish newspaper would start blaming the Jews.

The Jerusalem Post reports that a Belgian Dutch Islamic group has posted cartoons on its website, one of which disturbingly shows Anne Frank in bed with Hitler.

The fact that the original cartoons about Mohammed were drawn by a non-Jewish cartoonist, writing for a non-Jewish newspaper in a country that has a miniscule Jewish population doesn’t seem to matter in the overall scheme of things.

It’s nice to see that Anti-Semitism is alive and well in this  new century of tolerance. Then again, it doesn’t really matter because six million Jews didn’t die as there was never a Holocaust and virtually every member of my grandmother’s family just felt the need to disappear from the face of the planet between the years of 1939 and 1945.

You see, the problem with all of this, is that the whole thing is going to die down and no-one with any power or authority will have the balls to stand up to these fruitcakes. Who is going to teach them once and for all that we Jews have just about had enough of  being victimised and attacked? We’re sick of being scapegoats and enough is bloody well enough.

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Wow. Powerful post. I'm sorry for the loved ones you lost, or never knew, as a result of the Holocaust. I

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