The Lincoln Plawg - the blog with footnotes
Friday, February 13, 2004
Passion to no purpose
The list of thought-crimes listed as antisemitic these days is a growing one, of course.
Mel Gibson, who so notably travestied British history in Braveheart, is no doubt bringing much the same qualities of intellectual rigour to his new offering. But mere ridicule is not enough: the A-word must be brandished (as the most casual observer of the movie scene - like me - must have noticed).
A special Oscar for the closest to apoplexy reached by any anti-Gibson ranter should surely be awarded: I would nominate this effort from the Jerusalem Post  by one Shmuley Boteach .
He starts as he means to go on:
Has the real Mel Gibson been kidnapped by space aliens, leaving a Jew-hating, racist, body-double in his place?
Calling someone an anti-Semite is about as big an insult as one can hurl, and I for one am forever careful in its usage. But if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it's probably a duck. If a man comes along who isn't prepared to acknowledge the special crime of the Holocaust, makes a movie that portrays Jews as wicked God-killers, and is prepared to risk his illustrious career on the making of that movie, well, quack, quack, quack.
And - believe or not - maintains this standard right the way through.
Beneath his envoi, the paper tells us:
The writer is author of 14 books, most recently The Private Adam: Becoming a Hero in a Selfish Age.
Has Camp Delta been informed?
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