Jewish Insecurity and American Realities:
A Prescription Against Mental Escapism
Sooner or later everyone, I suppose, succumbs to the urge to rediscover his own land. After having been away from the United States entirely for many months, my wife and I recently traveled slowly across the country to California, and then back to the East.
More striking than anything else, we felt, was the pervading restlessness of people at this decade’s whirling events. In the midst of dollars, there is fear of economic collapse; in the midst of safety, a foreboding of disaster.
In the hotel lobbies, bulletin boards were crowded with listings of patriotic rallies, meetings of veterans’ organizations, civic gatherings. Local papers announced church suppers, religious revivals, women’s club meetings. And in the larger cities, especially, the Jewish gatherings were markedly numerous.
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