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January 16, 2019

Diaspora’s Good Rap

Can one word change history? One video? One person?

Diaspora. It’s not a new word. Jews have heard it all of our lives. But have we ever really felt it? Have we ever used it in such a way to make non-Jews understand it? And have we ever shown how the Jewish diaspora intersects with the African diaspora?

Noah Shufutinsky has thought about such questions for years. And he’s only 19. That’s because, being black and Jewish, he’s been a victim of both forms of racism. 

He’s felt racism so profoundly that, as the rapper Young Gravy, he created a brilliant new song called “Diaspora,” a mix of Hebrew and English that not only cuts through all of the faux intersectionality that’s trending today but inspires a revamped pride in Jewish identity. 

I’m a proud part of the diaspora
In my heart I hold Jerusalem and Africa
Kicked us out of our land and started gassin’ us
Till we put our foot down cuz we had enough.

“When you show pride in your indigenous culture, outsiders feel threatened,” said Shufutinsky, a sophomore at George Washington University majoring in Judaic Studies. “Black Americans reclaim our natural hair and it is externally defined as unprofessional, nationalist and threatening. When Jews reclaim our indigenous culture, ties to land and food, we are accused of appropriating and stealing it. Outsiders are OK with you as long as you fit into their narrative, but when we reclaim our narrative, we get attacked for ‘stepping out of line.’

“Historically, black people and Jewish people have stood side by side fighting for civil rights and equality, but there has been a new effort to erase solidarity between these two diasporas and pit them against each other.”

On college campuses they’ve been tryna erase us
And all that BDS campaignin’?
We’ve dealt with worse problem than racist associations
Of students all acting stupid
And thinking they’re making differences
Picking and choosing truths
And not knowing what real resistance is
You say you value social justice, are you kidding us?
What the hell gives you the right to tell me who’s indigenous?

Shufutinsky was born in Hawaii and spent most of his childhood in San Diego. So how is his Hebrew so good? He laughed. “Jewish day schools. But I was very dedicated to learning the language, as part of my identity.”

Check out the flag that I’m waving
Two blue stripes and a huge Star of David
Check out the flag that I’m waving
Keep shooting rockets but you never gon’ take it

This is not his first foray into BDS politics. Last April, he gave a jaw-dropping speech before a GWU Student Association vote on a BDS resolution. “I was told by a member of SJP [Students for Justice in Palestine] that by inquiring about the discriminatory conditions black people face in the Gaza Strip under Palestinian leadership that I was ‘weaponizing my identity.’ … It showed me that the endorsers of this bill believe I am not entitled to speak about the persecution we go through as black people if it conflicts with their political agenda.

“I refuse to be a monolithic bargaining chip only brought up when I fit into a political agenda. I will not allow my racial authenticity to be questioned because I am not your Negro.”

The first time I watched the “Diaspora” video was after a long, difficult day. I can’t fully articulate the impact. It is a light in a struggle that’s often frustrating, draining and dark. It is a ray of hope that a 19-year-old can fight the battle against erasure of Jewish and Israeli identity through the power of music. 

The next day, I showed the video to my son, Alexander. Nine years of saying “Good night, my brave Maccabee” were suddenly crystalized for him in a metacool video of a young black dude rapping in Israel. Now, roughly every hour, Alexander raps/yells: “In my heart I hold Jerusalem and Africa.”

“It’s a song about pride and perseverance, about embracing our identities and our history,” Shufutinsky said. “No one else should be able to tell us who we are and where we came from.”

Indeed.


Karen Lehrman Bloch is an author and cultural critic living in New York City.

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Grenell Gossip Proves His Virtue and Utter Coolness

Editor’s note: The views expressed in this blog post do not necessarily reflect the views of the Jewish Journal. 


Obviously, the reporter at the German magazine-turned-tabloid Spiegel, Konstantin von Hammerstein, is a boring, mean-spirited person given his recent salacious attempt to smear US Ambassador to Germany Richard Grenell. His idea of a good time must be nibbling under-spiced hors d’oeuvres with Chancellor Merkel and other German power-players at numb receptions. He be must trying so hard to get readers to shun Grenell because Grenell is, actually, the hottest ticket in town.

Anyone who has visited the Ambassador’s residence, dined with him, or attended one of his parties (such as the American Embassy’s Fourth of July party, where we first met) knows that he is a man with superb “people skills”—a concept foreign to most Germans. (Now if I only I’d been invited to the ad hoc show of Britney Spears’ dancers at his Dahlem residence after the pop-queen’s Berlin concert. Sigh.) At a Christmas dinner at his residence, politicians, influencers, journalists, businessmen and just-plain interesting people from across the political spectrum were in attendance, chatting and enjoying.

He’s the type of diplomat who makes everyone in the room feel important—but in his case, he means it. Maybe because of his Christian faith, he sees divinity in everyone, frenemies and enemies alike. During my interview with the friend of Israel in the Juedische Rundschau (republished in English in JNS.org), I was struck by his candidness, friendliness, social and political sensitivity, and just overall cool-ness.

In his failed hit-piece, Count Hammerstein paints Grenell, through unnamed (aka cowardly) sources, as an isolated, unpopular diplomat in Berlin political circles. Proof? This German political brass had declined his invitation to the Halloween costume party at the Dahlem Residence where guests dressed up as “super heroes” (maybe because that’s another foreign concept to many Germans—especially fake reporters). OMG, like—did you know–Grenell is, like, soooo unpopular! Are you actually going to his party? OMG, we are soooo not going! In fact, only four members of the German government were invited. The two who came were young social democrats; the other two were out of town.

It seems someone from Spiegel is spying on Grenell, too, since they were also sore that he attended (more like a brief “meet and greet”—I was there) the annual writers meeting of Die Achse Des Guten (Achgut.com), a non-partisan and very popular media outlet that calls out fake news, the moral missteps of the German government, and Islamic hate and violence (but of course Speigel sees all that as a vice). Was Spiegel just jealous?

Truth is, tables are turning and Speigel knows it. German media is getting desperate. The mainstream media and left-leaning intellectuals are not the cool people anymore. Grenell and his supporters are the intellectual vanguard, the ethical, the artsy, the interesting, the fun—and the socially liberal.

True to its gossipy, unsubstantiating style, Spiegel obsesses over Grenell’s social life when really, as an Ambassador, his substance is what counts. In this case, it is clear that Spiegel is taking revenge on Grenell for pooping on its anti-American, anti-Trump, pro-Iran party.

Grenell took the forefront in calling out Spiegel’s scandalous, fake reporter, Claas Relotius, for making up stories about Americans to make them look bad, not to mention for allowing such egregious ethical breaches to take place. That took courage, because Grenell fought for what is objectively right over being invited to the wursty parties where the German elite gather to feel important and bore themselves given the general German lack of small-talk skills. Spiegel could not deign to introspect (also not a German strong point); instead, the editors took the low road and took cheap shots at Grenell.

German political elites are also sore that Grenell is calling out Germany on its immoral ties with the antisemitic, genocidal Iran regime. The reporter criticized Grenell for urging Germans to stop doing business with Iran when Germany, if it learned anything from its tyrannical past, should have taken the lead on this issue. Still, the reporter virtue-signals by relating Fox News to neo-Nazis—the brave anti-Nazi crusaders they are! Just check out Grenell’s Twitter feed to see who really gets Nazi atrocities.

Spiegel felt so self-satisfied that Grenell wasn’t chosen to become the UN Ambassador—as if to suggest he’s not really as high up in Washington circles as he lets on. I know that’s not the case—and, if Spiegel did any authentic reporting—they’d find  President Trump’s praise of Grenell’s work in Germany—the main reason he wasn’t plucked out of Berlin.

I wager Ambassador Grenell will go down in history as one of America’s great ambassadors, competing with the likes of Nazi-era Ambassador William E. Dodd, whose tenure was made famous with the book In the Garden of Beasts. Grenell has been auspiciously—or ominously–placed in a similar situation: a moral conscience at a time when Germany is regressing to its immoral, greedy, propagandistic ways. Those who hate him have only one tool against his charm, skill, and ideals: fake stories, op-ed pieces posing as features, and petty gossip.

As a journalist, I try to keep a comfortable distance from my subjects. No journalist should ever be in anyone’s pocket, and vice versa. As the granddaughter of Holocaust survivors, however, I’m relieved Grenell’s in Berlin. So far, Grenell, throughout my interactions and observations, has shown he is a mensch—a good man with good values. And I can’t let such vicious, partisan attacks by fellow so-called journalists go unanswered.

Let Grenell know he is far from being isolated. Show your support by following him on Instagram and Twitter. Maybe, if you’re lucky, you’ll get invited to one of his parties.


Orit Arfa is a journalist and author based in Berlin. Her second novel, Underskin, is a German-Israeli love story.

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