I'm Glad We Got That Sorted Out (Whew!)
So, it turns out I'm not an anti-Semite after all.
What I am is what everyone else is: someone who brings to the table a set of default assumptions that are activated and modified as I learn more about whoever it is I'm relating to. The way we humans make sense of the world is by categorizing stuff and attaching labels to the categories. We certainly do that to people too.
If I find out that my interlocutor is male, 35 years old, Finnish, works in the IT industry, and plays role-playing games, I will make one set of assumptions, some of which will create positive expectations, while others will create negative ones, and many of which will certainly prove to be incorrect. For example, I would expect him to be intelligent, conscientious, relatively independent both of family and friends, socially somewhat awkward, physically in not great shape, and not have much dress sense.
(All of the "knowns" I listed apply to me, but many of the default assumptions don't -- I'm very much family-minded, socially not awkward at all, in excellent shape physically, and I dare anyone to challenge my dress sense, dammit.)
If I find that she is female, 55 years old, American, Jewish, and enjoys photography, my default assumptions would be something like that she's family-minded, community-minded, articulate, intelligent, works in a solid white-collar job, places a very high value on education and hard work, doesn't eat ham sandwiches, has a pretty high opinion of herself, and cheered on the Tsahal as it was pounding Lebanon just now.
The crux of the matter is this: the fact that some of my default assumptions about our hypothetical female 55-year-old American Jew carry more or less strong negative connotations for me does not make me an anti-Semite, no more than the fact that the more or less negative characteristics I assign by default to our 35-year-old Finn make me a Fennophobe. It's just that the war that's touched me has loaded those particular assumptions with far more emotional baggage than the assumptions I carry about the Finn, which does complicate things.
(Oh, and by the way -- if I see someone here in Helsinki wearing a dishdasha and sporting a full beard, with a muhajjabat pushing a pram walking three steps behind him, I will make another set of default assumptions about him, some of which will most certainly not be positive -- and which are just about as likely to turn out to be incorrect should I get to know him better.)
In order to have any meaning at all, any definition of anti-Semitism must include more qualifiers than that, for example a will to treat Jews differently from other people because they are Jews. If we extend the definition far enough to include me, that would make almost everybody anti-Semites -- I'm pretty sure you'll have to look hard to find even a Jew whose initial assumptions about Jews are exclusively positive. (And if you did find that individual, my default assumption is that he's a stark staring jingoist.)
Thanks for the discussion, everybody. I think I'll be putting on some Leonard Cohen when I get home tonight.
What I am is what everyone else is: someone who brings to the table a set of default assumptions that are activated and modified as I learn more about whoever it is I'm relating to. The way we humans make sense of the world is by categorizing stuff and attaching labels to the categories. We certainly do that to people too.
If I find out that my interlocutor is male, 35 years old, Finnish, works in the IT industry, and plays role-playing games, I will make one set of assumptions, some of which will create positive expectations, while others will create negative ones, and many of which will certainly prove to be incorrect. For example, I would expect him to be intelligent, conscientious, relatively independent both of family and friends, socially somewhat awkward, physically in not great shape, and not have much dress sense.
(All of the "knowns" I listed apply to me, but many of the default assumptions don't -- I'm very much family-minded, socially not awkward at all, in excellent shape physically, and I dare anyone to challenge my dress sense, dammit.)
If I find that she is female, 55 years old, American, Jewish, and enjoys photography, my default assumptions would be something like that she's family-minded, community-minded, articulate, intelligent, works in a solid white-collar job, places a very high value on education and hard work, doesn't eat ham sandwiches, has a pretty high opinion of herself, and cheered on the Tsahal as it was pounding Lebanon just now.
The crux of the matter is this: the fact that some of my default assumptions about our hypothetical female 55-year-old American Jew carry more or less strong negative connotations for me does not make me an anti-Semite, no more than the fact that the more or less negative characteristics I assign by default to our 35-year-old Finn make me a Fennophobe. It's just that the war that's touched me has loaded those particular assumptions with far more emotional baggage than the assumptions I carry about the Finn, which does complicate things.
(Oh, and by the way -- if I see someone here in Helsinki wearing a dishdasha and sporting a full beard, with a muhajjabat pushing a pram walking three steps behind him, I will make another set of default assumptions about him, some of which will most certainly not be positive -- and which are just about as likely to turn out to be incorrect should I get to know him better.)
In order to have any meaning at all, any definition of anti-Semitism must include more qualifiers than that, for example a will to treat Jews differently from other people because they are Jews. If we extend the definition far enough to include me, that would make almost everybody anti-Semites -- I'm pretty sure you'll have to look hard to find even a Jew whose initial assumptions about Jews are exclusively positive. (And if you did find that individual, my default assumption is that he's a stark staring jingoist.)
Thanks for the discussion, everybody. I think I'll be putting on some Leonard Cohen when I get home tonight.

