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Joel Schalit: Jerusalem Calling: A Homeless Conscience in a Post-Everything World (Akashic Books, 2002)

The subtitle of Joel Schalit’s book describes a sentiment that many on the Jewish Left have felt in the past two decades or so. Schalit is descended from socialist Zionists who arrived in Palestine long before the establishment of the State of Israel. His family was involved in the fighting with the British, the Palestinian militias, and the surrounding Arab states before and after the declaration of nationhood. This is the legacy that Schalit struggles to define himself through and against.

As he acknowledges in the beginning of the book, the “700,000 or so Palestinians left homeless by the 1948 war did not exactly leave willingly. Both right-wing and left-wing Jewish military organizations encouraged their flight.” Though there have always been elements of the Jewish left that were critical of Zionism, increasingly larger segments have had to challenge the attractive myth that Israel presents a purer form of society than other nations. That myth was easier to accept initially because of the desire for a place of belonging, something that could ameliorate the pain of perpetual Diaspora and slaughter at the hands of the Nazis and their collaborators. If there is an element though that ties the essays in Schalit’s book together, it’s that the left has been constructing easy myths like this one for itself for far too long.

Schalit’s book is divided into four essays which tackle the politics of the religious right in America, the current state of left/anti-capitalist politics, punk and alternative music, and Israel, respectively. The author is easily at his strongest when discussing the role of religion in politics and the left’s failure to grasp the scope and appeal of right-wing arguments and rhetoric. The book’s first essay, “America the Enchanted,” examines the ways in which the religious right has increasingly eschewed traditional liberal politics to employ strategies that work outside of the electoral/lobbying system. Schalit argues that when organizations like Operation Rescue and the Christian Coalition were unable to influence the legislative process enough to overturn Roe v. Wade or reintroduce prayer into public schools during the Reagan and Bush I administrations, the grassroots of religious right movement began to look into alternatives. What emerged was “the strong cross-pollination of Protestant evangelism with anti-government sentiment” as witnessed in the Branch Davidians, the Montana Freemen, and Timothy McVeigh, among others.

Liberals, meanwhile, refuse to look at religion critically, assigning it all to easily to the apolitical realm of personal choice. As a result, liberals can only ever see extremist groups like the Montana Freemen or the Branch Davidians as outlandish anomalies, in no way connected to a nationwide political trend with an identifiable, if plural, ideology based on apocalyptic readings of scripture. Schalit wisely cautions traditional liberals to take religion very seriously. His warning might seem more relevant in the wake of the 11 September 11 attacks and the consequent “War on Terrorism” which has focused attention on Muslim extremists. But Schalit is equally if not more concerned with the Christian and, in the case of Israel, orthodox Jewish right-wing. Both of these movements use the secular state so long as it serves their interests, but at their core they remain theocratic. As Schalit quotes his secular Zionist father, “What these [right-wing orthodox Jews] really want is to turn Israel into a modern-day Jewish Iran.”

Schalit comes into his own in his discussion of the cultural and political discourses of the American right and center-left. A student of right-wing media (Schalit was also part of a post-punk band called the Christal Methodists which sampled Christian radio talk shows into its music), he questions the liberal notion that the Internet is an essentially progressive and democratic political medium. Accusing liberal technocrats of fetishizing technology, he cites the ways in which the religious and anti-statist right began to use the Internet from its very inception to organize and communicate. By contrast, the global justice movement of the left has been a late-comer to appreciate the uses of the Internet for its organizing and independent media.

Schalit also criticizes the idea, popular in mainstream liberalism, that consumption is the best outlet for political activism. Because the current liberal mindset takes the present economy as given, politics has become a matter of buying power. Thus, when the Southern Baptist Convention decided to boycott the Disney Corporation because it extended benefits to the same-sex partners of its employees, the response coming from most liberals was to “buy Disney.” Rather than critique the economic model that makes us fight our civil rights battles by consuming, liberals literally ‘buy’ into the fight without thinking of more fundamental alternatives. This critique of consumer politics takes an interesting turn in Schalit’s essay about punk rock, “Down and Out with Rock and Roll,” when he criticizes the alternative music industry for thinking that it can fight the capitalist establishment solely within the cultural sphere of music production. Ironically, the alternative music industry often ends up exploiting its employees and reproducing some of the problems that it critiques in capitalism.

What Schalit wants is what progressives from people like E.J. Dionne, Jr. (whose book, Why Americans Hate Politics, is a good analysis from a center-left perspective on the failures of liberalism and culture politics in the 70s and 80s) to the activists on the streets of Seattle and Quebec City have been writing or yelling for some time: economic justice is important. While the struggles over gender, racism, and counter-cultural expression are crucial, they cannot be considered without some analysis of class conflict and economic inequality. Otherwise, progressives are left with the phenomenon of downwardly-mobile middle and working class people who believe that left politics is only about fighting cultural battles on behalf of minorities better off than them. And when we consider that the minorities the Democrats are actually protecting are only the well-to-do of those classes, we discover the rest of the problem: that the downwardly-mobile classes are partly right. The mainstream left is more interested in people better off than them. Their misconception is that most of those people are minorities; the mainstream left likes people of color, gays, and women only slightly more than their counterparts on the right, and then only if they can pay up. This is not to excuse to excuse the racism, sexism, and homophobia of some of the downwardly mobile who are moving into the arms of the religious right, but rather to identify the failure of the liberal establishment to provide political alternatives.

Schalit’s discussion of Israel is not quite as discerning as his discussion of American politics, but it is poignant nonetheless. Schalit’s essays often suffer from the way he uses personal experience to illuminate his ideas about politics and culture. Where we might fear that his stories would hit the reader over the head with the point, it is sometimes unclear why these stories are being related in the first place. Stories meant to be evocative often end up being confusing. The book’s epilogue, a touching piece about his older brother’s funeral in Miami, is supposed (I imagine) to evoke a sense of Jewish dislocation and the hope that it can be overcome, but it feels tacked on and out of place in the greater work. Though I am sympathetic to any project that tries to wed the personal essay with political thought, I often felt that Schalit’s essays would have benefited from choosing one mode and sticking to it.

When it comes to Israel, however, some of Schalit’s personal stories are more relevant. He, like many leftist Israelis and Jews around the world, feels a strong connection to Israel but also feels complicit in Israel’s systematic oppression of the Palestinians. Schalit presents Israel as a country which, because it has had to rely so heavily on its military for its survival, has become too comfortable with the tools of the trade. Schalit describes his own ability as a child to identify and hold forth on the weaponry of the IDF (Israeli Defense Force) as an example of this national obsession.

However understandable the emergence of this sort of culture may be, a preoccupation with instruments of violence leads people to accept them as necessary. For those who cannot remember a time without violence, it is doubly important that they not have their imaginations circumscribed by a sense of inevitability.

Even so, Schalit recalls moments that are more ambiguous, like one occasion when he and his father were visiting an Arab friend and a group of Palestinian youths began to stone their car:

Raising his [unloaded] rifle in the air, pretending that he was about to let loose a round of bullets, my father said, “Look at these children, Yoel. They’re Arabs, yet they have blue eyes and a reddish tint to their hair. You know what that means? They’re descended from Crusaders.” […]

When I try to make sense of the reality of my ancestral homeland, I remind myself of my father’s comments about those children. His words provide a double lesson. On the one hand, they are evidence of the depth with which the legacy of European colonialism saturates the land. And, on the other hand, they reinforce the notion that nothing in Israel is as simple as one is initially inclined to believe.

Schalit is equally uncomfortable with the situation in Israel and with his own feeling of alienation from his native country. There seems to be no good answer; acceptance implies complicity and rejection results in alienation. Schalit’s nostalgia for a more innocent time can only ever be just that, nostalgia. An adult who has read the history books, Schalit also knows that there never was a wholly innocent period in Israel, just a time when Israel’s religious right was a small bump on the political landscape and hundreds of thousands of Israeli settlers did not live on occupied land.

Events like the invasion of Lebanon and the massacres at the Sabra and Shatila refugee camps (where Lebanese Christian militias entered the camps with IDF consent and killed 800-1500 Palestinian civilians) not only broke off Schalit’s romance with Israel but also, “problematized one of the chief mythologies about Israel and the Jewish people-that two thousand years of persecution, topped off by the Holocaust, had turned us into the most morally self-reflexive of people.” Though this myth has been severely challenged, it continues to be believed by many people in Israel and abroad. Schalit’s final reaction to this problem, which stems in part from the necessary realization that no national or ethnic group has a monopoly on moral reflection, is to embrace some aspects of his own alienation without giving up on certain parts of the Zionist project.
Schalit uses the Hebrew language as an extended metaphor to explain his situation. When he was young, he relates, speaking Hebrew was like “reinventing the world” because it was the revived language of a new nation. Schalit then let his Hebrew fall into disuse when he left the country “out of disgust with the moral inconsistencies of Israel.” He now openly wonders: “Could my inability to speak the language really be a way of recapturing the original utopian spirit of Zionism, before it was drenched in the blood of state-making?”

Though Schalit’s preoccupation with Hebrew becomes a little overwrought, he eventually concludes, after hearing a radio broadcast in Arabic protesting the occupation, that Hebrew is also a language of the Intifada, of the struggle for liberation from division and violence; a language based on the longing for a conclusion to hatred and death; a language that Jews also know, regardless of how long we’ve suppressed it.”

Though Schalit’s conclusion is in many ways annoyingly ambiguous, it also hints that the initial homelessness of early left-wing Zionism might be a good space to reclaim. Not only was it hopeful, but it also had the potential to initiate an era of peaceful coexistence before the rest of history, and the Zionist left’s own blunders, ended that hope. By reclaiming homelessness as a political space, Schalit refuses to identify himself with a nationalist cause. Homelessness is painful but it is also filled with the potential for self-definition and renewal. The aspects of Zionism that Schalit appreciates most are those that began with a radical hope for a place where Jews could live in peace, a peace that it seemed Christian Europe would never allow them. Though there is nothing in Schalit’s equivocal ending to hint whether political homelessness would be desirable on a permanent basis, the idea itself refuses to fetishize the land of Israel as necessary to Jewish identity. Homelessness does not deny the tug that Israel has for Jews, but it does not allow that affinity to outweigh moral considerations; the geographical nation is not valued above all else. In fact, a solely Jewish nation can never be the answer. As Schalit notes: “Our experience of oppression in Europe should have driven us to realize genuinely inclusive multicultural political ideals. But today’s Israel is even worse at accommodating ethnic and religious difference than the United States.”

Though Schalit’s multicultural Israel is not likely to emerge anytime soon, what is important about his statement is that space needs to be made for Jews to question the romanticized myths that have been constructed about Israel and cease to fetishize the land as fundamental to their identity (this is good medicine for Palestinian nationalists as well). A homeless conscience has almost become a necessity; i.e., one must be homeless, one’s fetishized connection to the land must be severed, in order to continue to have a conscience. If people are more important than land or nations, then certainly political homelessness is not an alienated state, but rather a radical reorientation of priorities away from national security and towards livable and peaceful solutions for coexistence.

   
   
   

 

 
   
         

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