I got an insight into the Jewish state of mind when I went to work up in London for a predominantly Jewish firm. I was in my late teens and I confess to being very young and naive then. So unaware was I that the people around me were actually Jewish, in spite of their names being a giveaway, which I'd know now, but not then. I'd been there a couple of months when around Autumn time most of the office were wishing each other "Happy New Year" I was baffled until one of the girls I was friendly with said "didn't you know we were Jewish?" "well no said I" fresh out of my convent school in Surrey, where strangely there weren't any Jewish girls around me! Well that was my light bulb moment, after that it was somewhat of an education. Whilst they could be lovely people, in fact quite nurturing in many respects, even though I wasn't one of them, I must have ingratiated myself, they were all very nice to me and the matriarch of the office treated me like her long lost daughter. However, I recognised a tunnel vision attitude, even at that age. There was a major Arab/Israeli conflict at the time, can't remember which one, it was in the '70s, they, my firm, were raising money as were many Jewish people in London to send to the state of Israel, some had relatives there. I made the comment one day "what about the Palestinians though surely they have valid grievances?" and they fell on me like a pack of wolves defending their stance, but of course........there are always two sides and the displacement of the Palestinians is a great injustice. My perception from that time, and having visited Israel a decade or so later in the '80s, and speaking to Israelis there, centuries of persecution and genocide of course has affected the Jewish psyche, and possibly "some" have lost the ability to emote with their Palestinian counterparts. Suffering similar injustices that the relatively new emigres to Israel, or possibly family members would have experienced in the hell that was 1930s/40s Nazi Germany and Europe per se. One of the memories I have from that time is seeing a table of older people in an outside restaurant, bearing in mind it was very hot, many had their tattooed number very visible, what horrors they must have seen!. Another memory I took from Israel is an impression of the Jewish Sabras, especially the young ones who had been in the army or had the draft in front of them, were that they were a very tough and fit force to be reckoned with. Quite different from the paler Hassidic Eastern European Jews. There was I felt a prevalent hard wired mindset of "we'll never let genocide happen to us again at any cost and will go to any lengths to defend our country"
I went through a stage of reading about the Spanish Inquisition in my teens and remember feeling disgusted with the religion I'd been brought up in, that again that was a bit of an eye opener which I certainly didn't learn about at school
For me there's a dichotomy as to feeling an absolute horror about the centuries of persecution that the Jewish people have suffered, but also recognising that the tormented can become the tormentors.
I know my mother said she was very affected by what people found out about the existence of the concentration camps in the aftermath of the war and reading Anne' Frank's Diary subsequently. She also told me that she felt that the Jewish community always enriched the societies they lived in and to lose them was a tragedy. I only uncovered fairly recently that she had some Jewish ancestry in her family, she'd have loved to have known that.