The Reckoning
go through more'n two Germans at a time.") Your women applauded them, your children screamed for blood: democracy vied in bestiality with aristocracy and royalty. How shall we trust you?
If we are willing to forget the past, is not your past your present? Is not the blood libel alive to-day? And its companion viper, "the Elders of Zion"? Will poison work forever in the blood and never break out? Did not hundreds of thousands of Englishmen, Frenchmen, Germans, Americans, read these legends without protesting, without seeking to punish the libelers? Do we not know how easily your morality fits your mood? "Kill the Jews, the Christ-killers," does indeed ring strange these days. But does "a damn good dose of lead for the Jewish Bolsheviks" sound very remote?
And if, arguing from the individual to the mass, your Klans and your Awakening Magyars, your Chestertons and your Daudets shall call us Jews sharks and swindlers, shall we not answer with better warrant, by the
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