When the Farhud Came to Be’eri

The Iraqi Jewish community, the oldest such community outside of Israel, has a

history spanning over 2,600 years. Hundreds of years before the 7^th century Muslim occupation, Jewish communities had existed in this region. The Jews shared the Arab culture with their Muslim and Christian neighbors, but they lived in separate communities. Jewish assimilation into Muslim society was rare.

Under centuries of Islamic rule Jews were classified as dhimmis (‘second class citizens’). The crumbling Ottoman Empire gave them more equality. By 1884, 30,000 Jews lived in Baghdad. By 1900, the number had risen to 50,000, with Jews representing over a quarter of the city’s total population.

Brittain ‘created’ Iraq after WWI (Jordan is also a similar British 'invention'.) The modern, secular and almost democratic state became independent 1932.  Iraqi Jews worked as lawyers, musicians, economists, accountants, academics, artists, and intellectuals. The fact that numerous Jews held key positions in public office, was resented by their Muslim compatriots.

In the 1940s about 135,000 Jews lived in Iraq (nearly 3 percent of the total population), with about 90,000 in Baghdad, 10,000 in Basra, and the remainder scattered throughout many small towns and villages.

In 1933, Germany acquired Iraqi Christian newspaper Al-Alam Al-Araby (The Arab World) and began publishing a serialized Arabic translation of Adolf Hitler’s Mein Kampf. In 1939, Mufti Haj Amin al-Husseini of Jerusalem fled Palestine disguised as a woman. The Kingdom of Iraq welcomed him with gifts and money. His pro-Nazi propaganda and violent radio incitement against Jews resulted in racial Jewish laws, mass dismissal from public posts, discrimination and harassment in the streets.

On April 19, 1941, Britain declared war and tried to regain control of the region by occupying Basra. This resulted in widespread looting of many Jewish owned bazaar shops. Arab night watchmen protected Jewish possessions and many Moslems protected Jews in their homes.

During this time, four Iraqi officers, known as the “Golden Square,” carried out a coup to install Rashid A. al-Gaylani, a strident supporter of the Axis powers, as prime minister.

In the last week of May 1941, in Bagdad, Jewish homes were marked with a red palm print ("Hamsa"). They were instructed to pack suitcases and to wait to be taken to "detention camps for their own safety".  

May 30, Rabbi Sasson Khaduri, the community leader, was told that, as a ‘protective‘ measure, the Jews were to stay home for the next three days. Plans for a larger massacre failed when the self-proclaimed governor was forced to flee the country.

When the military coup failed, Gaylani fled to Berlin, where Hitler warmly received him. Radio Baghdad announced exiled members of the royal family were returning very soon. British and Transjordanian forces were surrounding the capital and it was only a matter of days before they restored law and order. The relieved Jewish community thought it was safe to celebrate Shavuot.

On June 1^st, as they left synagogue on the eve of the Shavuot festival, a crowd awaited them with batons, daggers and swords. 

Many of the Jewish houses and shops marked with the red Hamsa were ransacked and entire families were murdered by the mob. Jews trying to escape were pulled out of the vehicles and slaughtered. Synagogue windows were smashed, Torah scrolls desecrated, crazed mobs chased Jews with daggers and swords. Students and armed police joined the massacre. Survivors testified of policemen breaking into houses and slaughtering Jews, cutting off limbs and looting jewelry. Men had their genitals cut off and stuffed in their mouths. Women were raped and had their bellies slashed while still alive. Children were thrown into the river and wells. People were thrown off rooftops and the crazed mob delighted in hearing the cries of the stricken and tormented Jews. 

What became known as the Farhud pogrom lasted for two days when Iraqi troops finally restored order. Throughout the onslaught, British troops, who were on the outskirts of the city, didn’t lift a finger to help.

The highest death toll was amongst Jews living in self-segregated areas. Many of those living in mixed Muslim-Jewish neighborhoods survived because of the bravery of their Muslim neighbors who protected them. 

Mordechai Ben-Porat, a Jew who later served as an Israeli government minister, described his experiences:

“We were mostly cut off from the center of the Jewish community ... It was because of one Muslim neighbor that we survived the Farhud. We had no weapons to defend ourselves and were utterly helpless. We put furniture up against the doors and windows to prevent the rioters from breaking in.... For two days, the streets flowed with blood. The cries of the Jews were heard all over the city ... and finally bodies piled up in a huge mass grave. As well as Jews being killed and wounded, many hundreds of Jewish-owned properties were destroyed with around 1,500 homes and stores broken into, ransacked, and set ablaze. Damages to property were estimated at some $3 million (US$ 51 million in 2019).

The Farhud triggered the mass emigration of Iraqi Jews. 

Through the clandestine underground immigration movement, some 120,000 people – 90 percent of Iraq's Jews were brought to the young Jewish State through Operation Ezra and Nehemiah (1950 and 1952). Today, fewer than ten Jews remain in the country.

On the eve of Yom Kippur 1946, members of the “Babylonians” – an Iraqi youth group- settled in Nahabir. 

Shortly after breaking ground, the Zionist government asked some of the “Babylonians” to return to Iraq to prepare additional young men and women to make Aliyah. Kibbutz Be’eri, established a few miles west of today’s location, was part of the “11 points plan”.

Yaakov Tzemach, member of the Baghdad HeChalutz youth movement was trained by the “Babylonians”.

Later, after joining the IDF, Yaakov was part of the Israeli army’s Nahal agricultural settlement program, which sent a group to help strengthen Kibbutz Be’eri in the early 1950s.

Every Shavuot eve, Yaakov Tzemach would tell his family and Kibbutz Be’eri members the story of the 1941 Farhud pogrom. Yaakov’s family too, survived the massacre thanks to an older Muslim woman who physically blocked the way to their house and prevented the rioters from entering.

The cooking in the Kibbutz kitchen was also influenced by the Iraqi immigrants: “Even the gefilte fish was done in Mizrahi style.” Iraqi born Avraham Dvori (Manchar) was eight years old when he arrived at the kibbutz, where everyone spoke Hebrew. “I entirely forgot the Arabic I knew from home,” he said. His family of five children and 15 grandchildren also live in Beeri. “We have members from over 30 countries of origin. Everyone is mixed with everyone - this is the Land of Israel for me. This is what gives the kibbutz a sense of warmth.”

After the Farhud, the Jewish community set up a monument in Bagdad’s Jewish cemetery to mark the location of a mass grave. 

This monument was later destroyed by the Iraqi government. 

A replica of this monument was set up nearby the Be’eri forest. 

On October 7, this forest was used by Hamas terrorists as a staging area before moving to attack Be’eri and other nearby communities.

That Simchat Torah, Yaakov’s grandson, Shachar, was part of Be’eri’s civilian emergency defense squad. He took part in a heroic and desperate defensive battle for many hours, before he was eventually killed.

Yaakov Tzemach ob”m (right), survivor of the Farhud, Shachar Tzemach ob”m (center) killed on October 7, with one of the family girls in his lap, and Doron Tzemach (left), member of Kibbutz Be’eri. From a family album.

“We made Aliyah from Iraq to Israel so that Arabs wouldn't be able to enter Jewish homes and murder us.”  

Eighty two years later, the Farhud had returned to Be’eri.

 

Monument "Prayer" in Ramat Gan in memory of the Jews who were killed in Iraq in the Pogrom "Farhud" (1941) and in the 1960s

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Yom Kippur Deja Vu

Article circulated by email, written by Shalom Pollack, Israeli tour guide

During the "Simchat Torah" service at the "hesder yeshiva" in Hispin (on the Golan Heights) on Shabbat, October 7, I experienced something very similar fifty years ago. Call it deja vu.

A half a century ago I was an "exchange " student at the Hebrew University in Jerusalem. 

On Yom Kippur of 1973, I was lying down during the afternoon synagogue break when the most unexpected thing occurred;

I heard sirens.

After inquiring of Danny, my Israeli floor counselor, what it could possibly mean, he said "oh sheet! Dis means war man"!

After the first astonished moment I reassured myself that if those stupid Arabs really did attack us again, we would beat them as quickly as we did in the last wars. Our air force would stop them in their tracks no doubt. (Former air force chief, Ezer Weizman said that after the Six day War, the next one would be the “Six Minute" war)

I was not afraid and I was not alone in my confidence and arrogance.

 

Israel has never quite recovered from that war which we in fact almost did lose. To this day the experts are still arguing about how we were caught so off guard as to allow the Arab enemy to catch us by surprise and quickly wash over our sophisticated, impenetrable "Bar Lev" line along the Suez Canal.

Thousands of our soldiers were slaughtered. Israel was almost destroyed.

In real time, we did not know just how close we were to destruction. There was no social media at the time

 

Never again would we be so complacent or miscalculate and underestimate our enemy. 

No more surprises.

Never again

 

Israel was supposed to have learned her lesson and changed its attitude; always be prepared for a similar. Surprise, always.

 

Yesterday while praying together with the special young men of the hesder yeshiva (where they combine army service and Torah study) a young man, rifle strapped across his back, approached the Rosh yeshiva(dean) and exchanged a few words accompanied by very serious expressions. A few moments later he announced to the young congregation that all those in certain units should have their phones open and ready for instructions.

 He said, “It seems there is some tension in the south, but God willing it will all be well."

 

My thoughts were actually similar to those I had fifty years ago, almost to the day.

 

I was used to the periodic "rounds" with Hamas in Gaza.

The scenario is familiar to all by now. 

They decide when another: “round " begins. They shoot rockets at our civilians near the border. Our people hide in terror. We shoot back, making every effort not to God forbid hurt anyone until they agree to a ceasefire. 

After closing their lifeline line with Israel for a couple of days we resume the transfer of goods and money used to rebuild and restock their arsenals, for another round timed at their choosing 

 

This is the pattern ever since Israel expelled thousands of Jews from Gaza and left the entire area to the Arabs who turned it into a terror fortress. That was supposed to bring peace.

 

I remember clearly the day in the summer of 2005 (Tisha Ba'av) that the Jewish pioneers of faith and courage were dragged from their homes by the Sharon government supported by willing underlings, including the "elites' and army command. They joyously pointed to the naked emperor’s very fine clothes.

 

As the wretched Jews were dragged and shoved out of their homes onto the road of exile their neighbors in the Leftist kibbutzim along the Gaza border jeered and mocked at the misfortune of their fellow Jews.

They were different, after all.

The religious Jews that brought Jewish blessing to the biblical lands were just not their type. They were "messianic" , religious,   unashamedly patriotic.. 

They had no place in a promising new progressive post Zionist, post Jewish world. No room for obstacles to peace with our neighbors.

 Those types are, "Not my brother."

 

Yesterday, I had no idea that Israel would make the same fatal mistake as they did half a century ago.

But It happened again.

Thousands of Hamas terrorists managed to penetrate the world’s most most sophisticated defense network along the Gaza border (remember the peace border of the 2005 expulsions?)

For half a day the terrorists swarmed over  the  border unopposed, entering  at will ito an  entire string of Jewish communities facing Gaza and proceeded to murder , torture, rape and abduct thousands of  Jews.

 Never since the Holocaust have more Jews been slaughtered in one day.

 Never since the Final Solution were Jews hunted down in their homes as they quivered at the sound of their killers breaking into their hiding spots to quarry the Jews. Not until yesterday

 

Read that again.

 

That was just Saturday, October 7, 2023, a half century after; it would never happen again.

 

This time it was far worse than the Yom Kippur debacle.

Whole families were terrorized and murdered. 

In 1973 the civilians were safe behind the lines. It was soldiers who were slaughtered and captured

Yesterday civilians were in the lines.

 

How could it have happened?

What are the possibilities?

 

One - Israel’s entire political, military and intelligence communities didn't just fail but were criminally derelict in the utmost extreme. Somehow, they were blinded and deaf.

How likely is that?

 

So, what is it?

 

The wakeup calls of Yom Kippur half a century ago clearly did not work

 

Will it work this time?

Shared with permission. 

shalompollack613@gmail, com

tour guide and author

"Jews, Israelis and Arabs"

 

A personal reflection from ISRAEL21c's Editor, Nicky Blackburn

 

October 8, 2023

 Yesterday I was woken at 6:30am by the sound of distant sirens. There were a few of them, so it wasn’t as easy to distinguish the normally very distinctive rise and fall of the siren’s wail.

“Is that…?” I said, sitting up.

“No,” said my husband. “It can’t be.”

But then, a few moments later, we heard a boom, then another.

We both reached for our phones, and as I touched the screen dozens of red alerts from all over the south and central part of Israel began jumping up, one after the other — Sderot, Hod Hasharon, Ashkelon, Petah Tikva, Ashdod, and places I’d never even heard of.

We went straight for the news pages of the Israeli press, but there was nothing there. It was Saturday, on the morning of the second holiday of Sukkot, the journalists were just not working yet.

“Are we at war?” I asked.

The explosions continued, and eventually – when a particularly big one went off – we got up. And nothing has been the same since.

We are at war. A war that, shockingly, we were completely unprepared for, though the country has been training for it for years.

At first, we thought it was just rocket fire – something Israel is used to – though there were more direct hits than usual. But gradually the news began to filter out about Hamas gunmen infiltrating 20 or so villages in the south, as well as a party in the desert. And that’s when the awful reality began to hit.

We spent the day glued to our phones and the television. Everyone in shock. Sharing whatever knowledge we could glean. Neighbors checking in on neighbors, friends checking friends. Our three boys all came home.

And the news got worse and worse. 

I checked with all the staff at ISRAEL21c. Abby and Naama were safe, near Jerusalem; but in the south, Yulia was running for shelter constantly, under a barrage of missiles. Her shelter – the stairway of her building.

Ben, who handles our content management system and lives abroad, had just arrived on Friday for a rare visit home, and was under unexpected attack in Tel Aviv, giving him unwelcome flashbacks to the Gulf War and the years he spent living near Gaza.

Natalie, on the coast, was about to go donate blood, though she and countless others would be turned away because the response overwhelmed the country’s blood services network.

It’s funny, but my first instinct when I realized we were at war, was to cook. I made chili – something warm and strong for the soul, and chicken schnitzels – because there is nothing as tasty as fresh schnitzel. My husband joined me, and we made a whole batch of food.

What do you pack for going to war?

I’m glad we did. In the afternoon, our middle son was called up. He brought a rucksack down and started packing. What do you pack when you are going to war? My heart began to contract and squeeze painfully.

Too soon, far too soon, my husband was driving him south towards Gaza. One more boy, in a stream of thousands, going to fight. And all the fears of mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, friends and relations, going with them.

I took the dog out for a walk. What else can you do but go on? When I got back, I heard that the daughter of a near neighbor, the sister of my youngest son’s best friend, had been killed in an attack on an army base in the south.

And when we went round to comfort the family, we heard another child in our small village had been kidnapped by Hamas.

A dark day

Yesterday was a dark, dark day in Israel. A day like no other. The attack by Hamas took Israel completely by surprise, and many questions are already being asked about how this could happen.

There are currently over 1,800 Israelis reported injured, many critically, and the number of dead stands at 300. But everyone knows these numbers will rise.

How will this impact our coverage at ISRAEL21c? I honestly don’t know. We have never experienced an attack like this before. It’s Israel’s 9/11. And the resulting war could go on for a long time.

But one thing I do know is that Israelis are resilient. In a crisis, they pull together and protect one another.

This morning I went early to the supermarket to buy some essentials. It was a mess in there, huge lines and empty shelves. I imagine this is what it looks like in the US before a hurricane comes in.

Ahead of me, in the very long line, was an older man and woman with a trolley piled high with food. As I drove out of the village shortly afterwards, I saw they had stopped by the side of the road and were giving their bags to the soldiers stationed at the entrance to protect the community. This is Israel in a crisis.

The divisions of the last year over the judicial overhaul have caused a fundamental rift in Israeli society, and it is more than likely that it was this that gave Hamas the opportunity to strike, but already Israelis are closing ranks. Already they are beginning to stand shoulder to shoulder.

So we will continue with all our strength to bring you stories of the people of Israel, to tell you about the remarkable people trying to make life better, even in these most difficult of times.

Israel is a country that bursts with creativity and innovation, it’s a joyous place where people celebrate life. But there’s a flipside that defines us just as much and intensifies the good times – and that is the battle to survive in a hostile location, where neighbors are sworn enemies. This is where we are now.

This afternoon I go to the funeral of a 19-year-old. I hope, with all my heart, that this is the last.

From an email: 

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