Poor little Mia. The New York City Jewess is a big time radical feminist man hater, Trotsky Marxist and lezbo. Loves Hillary and hates Trump. Her low brow Jew noggin was twisted to hell by Trump’s election in 2016. She loves her little dog, who she cutely calls “Tchotchke” and her “Yiddish trinket.” It’s smug Jew creeps like this who are hard at work destroying America from the inside out. [INCOG]
From DAILY STORMER
Jew Woman Mourns That She May Not Have Enough White Privilege to Survive Trump’s America
Jews are desperate for a lot of things, these days.
Mia Brett, a PhD candidate in American Legal History and a co-founder of the All Women’s Progress Think Tank, is a Jewess who is openly voicing the fact that she is desperate to be white enough to have “white privilege,” and also desperate to remain a member of an oppressed minority class.
Those two things seem to conflict with one another because they do conflict with one another. But that is the status that Jews formerly had: they could pretend to be “white” members of mainstream America, and then automatically switch at any moment to being “oppressed” members of a victim class.
And by playing up both at once, they have put themselves in a position where they are going to lose both: white people rallying around white identity no longer see them as white, while nonwhites rallying around victim identity no longer accept their shared victimhood narrative.
She writes for The Forward:
Looking at my skin color, no one would say I wasn’t white.
I once even got a sunburn in London, and I think I’m incapable of tanning. Whiteness in America is a lot more than the color of your skin though. Whiteness is a metaphor for full inclusion and acceptance in American culture.
Yet as a Jewish woman with a big nose and uncontrollable frizzy hair — the question of my “whiteness” and privilege can’t be so easily answered by my skin color. Am I white enough for my identity to keep me safe?
I grew up on Eastern Long Island to a hippie Jewish family. My relatives were culturally Jewish intellectuals from the Lower East Side. I didn’t have a bat mitzvah and no one in my family went to synagogue regularly. Being Jewish didn’t mean much to me outside of eating latkes occasionally and listening to corporate lawyers praise Marx. My grandfather and his brothers were the children of immigrants living in poverty. Their experiences of being Jewish in New York involved getting beaten up everyday and desperately wanting to assimilate into WASP-y America. My mother associated Judaism with patriarchy and rabbis telling her what to do as a child. And so I was raised without much formal Judaism. I only learned later how much my identity was shaped by being Jewish.
Due to my skin color, I have white privilege with law enforcement, with authority figures, in job interviews. Despite my obvious Jewish features, a casual glance won’t necessarily show my differentness to someone. I have never had trouble finding make up or buying nude colored things to match my skin. I did not grow up in fear that my brother or father would be shot by law enforcement, and “routine traffic stop” wasn’t a scary phrase.
Whiteness and inclusion are about more than white skin privilege though. What of the privilege of safety? The privilege and entitlement of full belonging in society?
As an adult, I see the influence of my Jewish heritage in my childhood much stronger than I ever knew. There was no time in my life that I didn’t know what Zyklon B was. As a child I read Maus by Art Spiegelman over and over again until the pages started falling out. The immigrant stories passed down were ones of violence and pogroms. My mother always warned me not to put my religion on any official government documents.
As a child, I thought my mother was being paranoid, but as an adult I see that she was giving me the lessons all children from marginalized groups must learn. We are taught our history and differences as a form of protection. Most Jewish children learn about the Holocaust early in life, and that history often shapes them indelibly. The knowledge that society has turned on us before and could again is a reminder not to get too complacent. Learning the coded dog whistles of anti-Semitism is a survival mechanism for diaspora Jews.
During my time in London, I found myself in a park in the middle of an anti-Israel parade, during which people started to chase me after they read me as Jewish. I don’t know exactly what about my appearance made this group start to chase me — if it was my prominent Jewish nose, my large frizzy hair, or my fearful expression as I watched the parade. I learned I didn’t need to put my religion on my passport for my Jewishness to put me in danger.
White skin privilege without the privilege of full safety or inclusion puts Jews at a particularly strange intersection of the current political moment. On the right, we are being attacked and excluded from mainstream American because we are not “white” enough — just this past weekend, nineteen swastikas were spray-painted on the JCC in Northern Virginia. On the left, our concerns are dismissed and our oppression erased because it is assumed we are privileged and powerful and fully assimilated.
Yes, she did exactly what I said: she said that she was both “privileged” and “oppressed” before, now she is neither.
And that isn’t really inaccurate. Putting aside the fact that Jews remain the most wealthy and thus most materially privileged group on the planet, they are losing their “white” status as people begin to once again call them out as an “other,” and they are losing their “oppressed” status, as brown people lose interest in their oppression narrative (largely due to the Israel situation, where they are viewed as white supremacists oppressing innocent brown people).
That’s a difficult place for an ultra-neurotic Jew to be in.
I guess they should have thought this whole thing through better.