One thought i had today about my European Jewish ancestors. My father’s great grandfather came to America around 1830, from Germany. At about the same time, the people who were living where i live now, in Coastal California, were being exterminated by European immigrants. In other words, by the same kind of people as my ancestors. The local people had been living here in a stable culture for hundreds, even thousands of years, certainly for longer and with more continuity than my European ancestors.
Some of my ancestors’ relatives were no doubt victims of a different and more recent attempted genocide, those who did not leave Germany (or Poland or Ukraine, where my mother’s ancestors lived). There is a long chain of these crimes against ourselves, and none of us is disconnected.
We have to see ourselves and each other as humans first or there will never be an end to this insanity.