FRENCH FOOTBALL FANS FAIL FAIR-PLAY

One of the great things about organized sports is that it builds character, inculcating a sense of team-work and strong identity.


Such as was shown last Thursday in France, when some 100 supporters chased a Jewish man, shouting racist and anti-Semitic slogans, after the Paris Saint Germain team lost 4-2 to Hapoel Tel Aviv.

[See this BBC article: France faces up to football hooliganism http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6189888.stm , and also see this Ha'aretz article: Paris mayor: Hapoel match clash shows need to fight anti-Semitism http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/792413.html ]


One hundred soccer-supporters chase one man?
It takes one hundred Gentiles to fight one Jew?

Wow. That's ......... sporting.



Yes, France, I am truly amazed at how y'all still claim to be the leading light of civilization.


Such mob behaviour once again proves the need for a Jewish state.

[Not that this needed any further proof, especially in present-day Europe. When certain friends cannot walk safely in European cities wearing keppels, you have to assume that Europe is no longer the Jew-friendly place it once was ...... (*).]



The unseemly ganging up on one! lone! Jew! by these stalwart Frenchmen demonstrates the necessity of a place in this world where a Jew is not in danger for being a Jew.

As, one hundred and ten years ago, the Dreyfus Affair convinced Theodore Herzl of the same thing. This year in fact marked a century since Alfred Dreyfus was rehabilitated. The anniversary was celebrated this past July at the École Militaire, wherecaptain Dreyfus had originally been disgraced.

[Case closed, over and done with, we said we're sorry, now pretend that it never happened, and let us move on. La mission civilatrice awaits!]


But I guess the French are feeling feisty. After all, the Arab world loves them, and their allies Hezbollah and Syria are grateful for the gracious blind eye French troops are turning to the resupply convoys on the roads of Lebanon
Only those pesky Juifs seem to be objecting to France's renewed rise to relevance - by refusing to make nice-nice with French dependencies such as le Liban et la Syrie, and bringing certain lapses in peace-keeping duties to the world's attention. Quite unsporting, eh? 'Meh hwee!'


I suppose it would be somewhat ungentlemanly of me, and totally beside the point, to note certain similarities between France and Iran, wouldn't it? I probably shouldn't mention that both countries are convinced of their own superiority and resentful of their status as second-rate powers. Or that the natives seem to believe that perfumes make up for a boycot of soap.
So I shall not point this out at all, nor any other irritating characterisitics that they have in common.


Let us instead dwell on the sheer threat of the Jew.

One single Jew is that bloody dangerous that it takes more than one hundred Frenchmen to stand against him.

Those poor, poor French.


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(*) Errrm, it's called sarcasm. It's a rhetorical device, which is sometimes used in subtle ways to make a point opposite of what one seems to say. I feel that I need to point this out, because unless you hear the cadence of my speech, you might not quite grasp these things - especially if you are from north of the Rhine or south of the Argonne. Sorry. I do not mean to sound patronizing. Really. What I meant was that 1946 was probably the very best time ever to be a Jew in Europe - the natives were somewhat distracted, the politicians were subdued, the Americans were still around, cigarettes were still okay to smoke in public, why, it must have been sheer heaven on earth! A veritable paradise! A gonaydin of unimaginable sweetness. Yay!