I love Persian Jews. They’re about my favorite immigrants. They’re high-achieving and their women are smoking hot.
Not all Ashkenazi Jews share my sentiments. One guy was telling me why for the first time ever, he didn’t go to his shul this High Holidays. “My father’s name is on a plaque. His father’s name is on a plaque. And now they’re doing the service in Farsi.”
American neighborhoods are getting swallowed up by immigrants far less productive and law-abiding than Persian Jews.
I’ve heard some Ashkenazi Jews mumble about the need for a white synagogue. They don’t like it when their previously dominantly white Ashkenazi shul is overtaken by an alien and dark-skinned Mizrahi, Persian and Sephardic horde, speaking in a strange accent, practicing strange customs, and changing the traditional Ashkenazi service with their own melodies and methods. Some of my Ashkenazi friends are wondering about how to put up a “Whites Only” sign on their shuls in a way that will cause the least offense. We’re talking about a salute we can use with each other and the need for racial pride and pure bloodlines.
