Several weeks ago, my friends Tammi Rossman- Benjamin, a lecturer in Hebrew at U.C. Santa Cruz and Leila Beckwith, Professor Emeritus at UCLA, contacted me about a letter which they wished to address to Mark Yudof, President of U.C. California – the largest college system in the United States. They expressed their outrage with the failure of Yudof and the U. C. Regents to adequately address the rising tide of anti-Semitism on California college campuses and the apparent ease with which Muslim groups and other left wing organizations are able to demonize Jews and Israel in the most vile and inciting language.
In the letter, to which they asked me to append my name and the endorsement of the American Freedom Alliance, they outlined some of the outrageous attacks to which Jewish students have been subjected over the past several years. To wit:
“ Over the last several years, Jewish students have been subjected to - swastikas and other anti-Semitic graffiti; acts of physical and verbal aggression; speakers, films and exhibits that use anti-Semitic imagery and discourse; speakers that praise and encourage support for terrorist organizations that openly advocate murder against Israel and the Jewish people; the organized disruption of events sponsored by Jewish student groups; and most recently, the promotion of student senate resolutions for divestment that seek to demonize and delegitimize the Jewish State.”
The crowning incident of these macabre developments occurred when grotesque gestures and obscene epithets were hurled at Michael Oren, Israel’s ambassador to the United States, when he attempted to deliver an address to students at U.C. Irvine on February 8. Eleven students , most of them belonging to the college’s Muslim Student Union, were arrested for civil disturbance.
The incident not only shone a kleig light on the problematic campus but also pointed to intense problems of oversight within the U.C. system itself. The failure of the Board of Regents to adequately discipline a campus which has witnessed repeated instances of anti- semitic outbursts from Muslim students and has paid little attention to the growing climate of intolerance, was a making a farce of the Regents’ professed multicultural ethos.
President Yudof’s answer was to institute a series of campus climate committees - groups of academics, campus administrators and lay leaders who might represent a broad multicultural approach to resolving campus problems.
Tammi and Leila’s letter attacked the Yudof plan as being out of touch with reality since it does not expressly deal with the most egregious form of bigotry and hatred - the attack on Jews and supporters of Israel. In other words, their contention was that the campus climate committees have not been convened to specifically address anti-Semitism – which accounts for 80% of the threatened violence and racial slurs on campus, but have been given wide purview for an investigation embracing all forms of racism. The letter composed by Rossman- Benjamin, Beckwith and U.C. Irvine lecturer Roberta Seid, gave explicit recommendations for the course the U.C. President ( himself an observant Jew) , should undertake.
They are too numerous to enumerate here but fall under the rubric of one basic directive : Call this intolerance and bigotry for what it is - a resurgence of the same anti-Semitism which has its roots planted deeply in Western history.
Yudof, disappointingly, has not risen to this challenge. In a letter, dated July 2 and addressed to the fourteen named leaders of organizations who signed the original June 28 letter( myself included) he ducks the demand that the Board of Regents expressly name anti-Semtism as the number one cause of disturbances on our campuses. Instead he urges that the multicultural campus climate change committees be given the opportunity to do their work and provide their recommendations for dealing with outbreaks of racism.
Fair enough. I can take Yudof at his word and wait for his committees to do their work. But we are all, nevertheless, absolutely correct to be skeptical. For multicultural panels throughout the West , such as the ones he has convened, have proved themselves regularly inept in addressing outbreaks of anti-Semitism, particularly from within the Muslim community. Read almost any British newspaper these days ( or the reports that we present weekly from that country in The Western Word) and you will find evidence of multicultural city councils, police boards and government agencies surrendering to the cultural sensitivities of Muslim communities, abjectly bowing to their supposed ‘multicultural’ and rights of free speech to express anger about Israeli policies and against any Jew who supports them.
I rather like Sharon Rappeport’s response to Yudof’s letter. She states that sensible monarchs learned centuries ago that there is never a substitute for first hand experience and every now and then it is good for the King to wander amongst his subjects to see for himself what is really going on in the streets of his towns and villages.
“ May I suggest then that you dress as do many of your ( observant Jewish) students: with a beard, kippa, and tzitzit–the strings hanging on the outside. Then attend a free speech “talk” by Abdul Malek at U.C. Irvine or Santa Cruz and discover what it feels like to be pointed at and screamed at by him and intimidated by his menacing bodyguards. Hang out at “the wall” during “Israel Apartheid Week”–choose any of the U.C. campuses–and try entering a discussion with the organizers of that hate fest, surrounded by banners equating Jews with Nazis. They will tell you straight out that they believe you should be killed.”
It seems inevitable that while the climate change committees slowly deliberate over the nature of violent rhetoric that has engulfed California campuses in recent years, actual violence and murder may not be too far away.
At that point, with blood spilled on our campuses, it may be too late for Mark Yudof and his Board of Regents to officially recognize that, yes, indeed, we have an antisemitic problem that cannot be met by subscription to the usual multicultural pieties or soft touch policies. They can only be stamped out by resort to the most draconian methods – either the dissolution of campus organizations, expulsion of the offending students or direct charges of criminal behavior.
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Shooting Michael Moore
February 26, 2010Documentary: 97 minutes
Director: Kevin Leffler
I’ll admit it from the beginning. I have never trusted Michael Moore. From his very first aw-shucks days filming Roger and Me, that sly and ultimately savage depiction of corporate America, I have found his irreverent film making approach shallow and self -serving. At the time the documentary was released however, not many Americans agreed with me. Moore, as country bumpkin, cleverly springing traps for General Motors CEO Roger Smith, was regarded in many circles as the late 20th century cinematic answer to Mark Twain, skewering self-important businessmen and politicians and taking delight in exposing their foibles.
But subsequent Moore directed documentaries proved my hunch correct. Farenheit 9/11, Bowling for Columbine and Sicko, all with their trademark boffo humor, increasingly revealed Moore to be a sensationalist, generally more interested in a punchline than either truth or balance. Yet possessing a keen sense of what hot button issues and raw footage would sell popcorn, he has been able to pack them into the theaters, oblivious to the impact of his hucksterism on impressionable minds.
With all that said, I still didn’t expect Moore to be a shyster too, who, as a film maker, would prove himself blithely disinterested in the welfare of his film subjects, while in his private life conducting himself as much of a money grubbing capitalist as the Wall Street bankers, corporate raiders and conservative kingpins he so gleefully pillories in his films.
But that is the indeed the image that remains upon a vewing of college professor Kevin Leffler’s profoundly disturbing Shooting Michael Moore. Adopting Moore’s now famous technique of seeking out his prey through relentless stalking, Leffler sets out to find the “real” Michael Moore – not the baseball hat-graced figure of his numerous films, but the fat cat multi-millionaire who has left dreary Flint, Michigan far behind for a swank apartment on New York’s Upper Westside.
And he finds him alright, but not before uncovering an extraordinary trove of information that would, if publicly known and accepted, transform Moore into the great American anti-hero. For this is a Michael Moore who cheats on his taxes, maintains a non-profit organization that invests in such “malign” corporations as Exxon Mobil, Pfizer and Halliburton; whose $2 million property in Michigan is in violation of innumerable environmental ordinances; who pays the impoverished main subejects of his films (remember the “rabbit lady” from Roger and Me?) a pittance while his films rake in millions; who edits his films in such a way to take his subjects’ quotes out of context and distorts the representation of their beliefs.
No greater evidence of Moore’s fraudulent approach to film making is offered than his decision to use the British and Cuban health systems as the measure to judge the American. In Sicko, Moore takes us to the U.K. to witness the supposedly beneficent free health care system operated by the Brits’ NHS – the National Health Service. Immigrants are shown to be beaming with the good fortune of having landed in the U.K. A couple, leaving the hospital with their new born child, relate the great service they received, sharing a good laugh about how free it all is.
Leffler also travels to Britain but reveals a very different state of affairs. Over crowded hospitals and long wait lists strain the system, forcing the elderly to wait months, if not years, for scheduled operations. Pregnant women can’t find beds at local hospitals and there are reports of some delivering their children on bean bags. The NHS itself is shown to be on the verge of bankruptcy, forced to shutter innumerable hospitals in impoverished areas for lack of funding.
But Leffler reserves his greatest bile for the way Moore represents the Cuban system. Far from the utopian, patient-oriented welfare system presented in Sicko, Cuba’s universal health care service is revealed to be a cesspool of neglect and avarice, with patients in elderly hospices forced to lie on filthy cots for days in their own excrement and routine check ups impossible to schedule without the right connections. Moore, it is speculated, could not have conducted his interviews and filming in Cuba without the direct assistance of the Cuban government, who in turn, would only have given permission for the tour if it believed that the film maker’s ultimate product would prove useful as anti- American propaganda.
Ultimately, Leffler, who grew up in the same town as Moore ( Davison, MI – not Flint, MI) , went to the same school and even knew him as a child, comes to know the grown up version of his schoolmate in a more substantial way than Moore has ever known any of his subjects. Because public tax records, evidence of local citations and other written materials by Moore himself, don’t lie and cannot be manipulated, without the most grevious consequences. They all go to prove that the Michael Moore of public acclaim, is not the humanitarian and defender of the “little man” whom his admiring public thinks him to be, but an unrepentant con-artist and raconteur, who, since his earliest days, allowed his quest for for “truth and justice” to be overwhelmed by his infatuation with fame, wealth and himself.
There is an ironic injustice that with each sensationalistic documentary, bathed as they are in anti-Americanism and self -reverence, Moore gets richer and his films win more awards. But the good news is that there do exist “little men” such as Kevin Leffler who are willing to take such true fat cats to task for their hype, hypocrisy and hubris and then lacerate them with the same stinging observations that these doyens of the far left once applied to others. For anyone out there thinking of following in his footsteps, I have just two words: Al Gore.
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