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To my Ashkenazi girlfriend, and the one who is yet to come

It’s fairly common these days to hear people in Israel claim that there can’t be racism because everyone is marrying everyone else, regardless of ethnicity. Except that’s not really true.

By Adi Sadaka

Part 1: A certain kind of truth

When I began studying film five years ago, one of the first movies they showed us was David Ofek’s “Bayit” (Home), from 1994.

The movie, which was Ofek’s final project, tells the story of an Iraqi family in Israel during the Gulf War of 1991. David (who plays himself) arrives at his parent’s home with his Ashkenazi girlfriend. Together they live through the gas masks, the ethnic differences, the air raid sirens and the debilitating heat.

We also get to meet Ofek’s parents, as well as his grandmother. And while the film is fictional, Ofek’s grandmother also plays herself, causing us to believe that there is a semblance of truth in the film. The film touches upon the difficulty of romantic relationships between Mizrahim and Ashkenazim in those days, and especially the sacrifices made in order to survive in those kinds of relationships.

It’s fairly common these days to hear people claim that there can’t be racism because everyone is marrying everyone else, regardless of ethnicity. But how true is this? And at what price?

Part 2: Quiet Ashkenazi music

I loved her. I truly did. She made my life hell, but something about her just caught me.

We met by chance, actually. And the truth is that I didn’t think it would go the way it did. But it did go there, and soon enough we were in a fraught and complicated relationship.

And I loved her. Despite the fact that she was always thinking about herself or the fact that she kept on discounting me, over and over again, I loved her. And even when I began discounting myself so that I could be with her, I loved her. And I think that she loved me too. At least that’s what she said.

Everything was always out on the table for her. Because she had nothing to hide. She, of course, could be proud of what she was – Polish and lovely. And me? I always put my head down when she spoke about the Holocaust. I felt like I didn’t have the right to say a word. And this had consequences for the rest of our relationship. She was proud and I kept my head down.

On Holocaust Remembrance Day, she was broken and couldn’t stop crying. She constantly thought about how to make her father happy, and the radio in her car played quiet Ashkenazi music, and I would be both her shoulder to cry on and her punching bag.

And I loved her, so I remained silent.

A week later both of us finally had a day off for Independence Day. I suggested we go for a walk. She looked at me and said: “Forget it, I have no patience for all the arsim and frekhot.” And I was silent. Because she loved me. And because I can’t say that she’s a racist – she is going out with a Mizrahi, after all. But I knew exactly what she meant when she said arsim and frekhot. I had seen the way she acted in front of Mizrahim.

She always acted differently around us.

She always spoke slower, with simpler words. As if we were idiots that couldn’t understand what she wants if she uses her sophisticated, white words. And I loved her, so I believed it was thoughtful of her, that she’s trying to speak to everyone as equals.

But inside I knew – she’s racist. And I knew that, at some point, she won’t be able to handle my Mizrhainess and get rid of me.

And in the end, that’s what really happened.

Part 3: Mizrahi music at full volume

Much time has passed since then.

Every so often I hear from her, or think about her and something still tugs at my heartstrings.

And then, once again, right before the new Jewish year, she sent me a text message.

“I’m worried about you.”

I asked her why.

“You shared an Omer Adam song on Facebook…”

“And why does this bother you?” I asked.

“Because you’re better than that,” she answered.

“Better than what?”

“Better than all those Mizrahim,” she answered.

My heart broke upon reading that final text message. I realized that she really didn’t understand me. That she doesn’t really love me. That she only wants to change me into something comfortable for her.

I responded: “I am definitely better than having this conversation.”

Pat Parker, a lesbian, African American poet wrote the following words in her poem “For the White Person Who Wants to Know How to Be My Friend”:

The first thing you do is to forget that I’m Black.
Second, you must never forget that I’m Black.

You should be able to dig Aretha,
but don’t play her every time i come over.
And if you decide to play Beethoven — don’t tell
me his life story. They made us take music
appreciation too.

A still from Dotan Moreno's film "Shuk."

A still from Dotan Moreno’s film “Shuk.”

Part 4: To the next woman who comes along

I do not know you yet. But I know you are there. And I know that you will accept me as I am, with all the little traditions of my Egyptian side and all the craziness of my Syrian side. And I know that you will lovingly eat my mother’s black-eyed peas, and you’ll get excited with me when I find another Syrian song that melts my heart.

I know that you’re there, so without even knowing yet who you are, I dedicate the following songs to you:

This article was first published in Hebrew on Café Gibraltar.

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    1. Richard

      divide and conquer, divide and conquer. Separate the Mizrahim from the Ashkenazi. +972: aren’t you bored of this yet? Or is this your special blend of anti-Zionist activism?

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      • Joel

        Keep telling the Mizrahim that they’re hopeless, marginalized victims.
        Then tell the Mizrahim that they can find common cause, culturally and politically,with the oppressed Arabs.
        Than agitate, divide and conquer.


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    2. ruth

      Adi,stop beating yourself. This whining is frankly embarrassing. Why do you want to have a relationship with people who despise you? Ashkenazi or Sephardi? As a fellow”mizrahi”, I say enough. This confessional is more suited for your shrink, not the public. Sure there are racists in Israel and everywhere, but stop being defined by them. Surely you can find a fellow “frekha” to love:)

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    3. NIZ

      Richard, it’s not separation. It is more of re-contextualization. Why should we as Arabs divide you from Mizrahim. The thing is, all separation is bad. We are all connected. 50 years from now we would be lamenting -maybe- the separation of ashkenazi-mizrahim. The problem is that right now, we need to dig more into the mizrahim arab ashkanezi racist classification that separated mizrahim from Arab due to racist intensions and ideologies. Later on, in a civilized nation of equal rights, we can disagree, agree, f****, whatever, in a context of egalitarianism. Of course you refuse any sort of acknowledgment of suffering bestowed upon by the white elite unto the rest of the brown jews and Arabs. It’s okay…..we will all achieve wisdom sooner or later … zionists can kiss my ass frankly… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TGOPC_4RYDU… from Beirut.

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    4. Noe

      This essay is really quite prejudiced toward Ashkenazim.

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    5. I met someone about 15 years ago, a divorced ashkenazi woman, who was on the hunt for a husband. She was very, very specific. “He must wear a kippah!” Yes, the magical kippah that means the wearer isn’t a SOB. She met a Mizrahi man, a kippah-wearing Mizrahi man. She spent many a shabbat with him and his family, but in the end her racism and feelings of superiority got the better of her. “I’m AshkeNAZZZZZZZZ – I could never have Pesach with him”. The dietary differences she knew about from jump street, but after months (and the approach of Pesach!), now its a problem? Ha! The delusions of the religious zionist. 15 years later, the silly hefer’s still single – go figure!

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      • Gustav

        “AshkeNAZZZZZZZZ – I”


        Yaaaaaaaaaaaawn ….

        This little twerp just cannot help herself. She is a racist to her little bones. Racist against Ashkenazim.

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    6. Gustav

      Why did I call poor Marnie a racist? After all, she was only derogatory about ONE woman “of the wrong ethnicity” one might say.

      But despite that. And despite marnie’s probable denials about her own racism, Marnie is a classic racist.

      Why? Because she mercilessly emphasized the ethnicity of her object of hate. And she clearly implied that all Ashkenazim think the same way as the woman in her story.

      That is by anyone’s definition is classic racism. To say or imply that everyone of a particular ethnicity is racist, is itself racism.

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    7. Victor Arajs

      I have no sympathy for this person. If the Iraqi Jews didnt despoil the economy and flee to Israel in the 1950s, they wouldnt have to deal with this. It is the fault of the selfish Iraqi Jews that Iraq is in the shape that it is in. Iraqi Jews have a moral responsibility to return to Iraq, even if it is currently unsafe. Iraq is your home

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      • JohnW

        ” Iraqi Jews have a moral responsibility to return to Iraq”

        Not before Latvia voluntarily begs the Russians to return to Latvia and resume their rightful rule over Latvians.

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      • ARTH

        Yes, while all of the Christians and Muslims who can are emigrating from Iraq now…

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