Who Hired Goebbels At Time?


This is Time's Rosh Hashanah cover, and the story's even better. It's all about how Jews are too filthy rich to care about others. Click over and get a load of the opening photo and this lede:
Heli and Eli sell condos on Exodus Street, a name that evokes a certain historical hardship in a neighborhood that suggests none at all, the ingathering of the Jews having entered a whole new realm here. The talk in the little office is of interest rates and panoramic sea views from handsomely appointed properties selling on the Ashdod waterfront for half what people are asked to pay in Tel Aviv, 18 miles (29 km) to the north. And sell they do, hand over fist — never mind the rockets that fly out of Gaza, 14 miles (22.5 km) to the south.
Maybe we could get Fidel to write a letter to the editor? I bet the folks at Time feel vastly superior to that Koran-burning pastor, huh?

Curtsy: Big Journalism.

Update: VDH calls the article
the most anti-Semitic essay I have ever read in a mainstream publication.
From his summary:
Among Vick’s interviewees is Heli Itach, a modern-day Shylock who brags about the money to be made selling condos in Jerusalem (“‘Even when the Qassams fell, we continued to sell!’ says Heli Itach, slapping a palm on the office desk”). The accompanying photo shows carefree Israelis on the beach.
In fact, Vick argues, the Jews are so obsessed with making money that they don’t much care what happens in the future: “The truth is, Israelis are no longer preoccupied with the matter. They’re otherwise engaged; they’re making money; they’re enjoying the rays of late summer. A watching world may still define their country by the blood feud with the Arabs whose families used to live on this land and whether that conflict can be negotiated away, but Israelis say they have moved on.”
Man I wish I ever read Time so I could have the satisfaction of never touching it again.