If this isn’t the craziest thing you read today, then you must be scrubbing graffiti off the walls of a padded cell:
While the sixth season of the fashion reality show â€œProject Runwayâ€ is fast-approaching its climax, itâ€™s become a running joke in my house that the showâ€™s host, German supermodel Heidi Klum, would have made a good Nazi.
Itâ€™s an unfair comparison, to be sure, but the choice of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed German as host of this particular show was, for my sensibilities, an unfortunate one. It might not be so bad if Klum didnâ€™t deliver these life-changing decisions with so much glee. Granted, no Nazi ever kissed a Jew on both cheeks after sending him or her to certain death, but most of the time Klum administers those kisses with as much feeling as a robot, and enunciates the words â€œyouâ€™re outâ€ in tones that could send a frisson down the spine of even the most detached observer.
That’s from the Forward, one of the less berserk purveyors of reliably pro-Israel commentary in America. The author, Rebecca Honig Friedman, concludes the piece with a dash of ha ha, this mannequin’s probably not going to commit genocide, but I was stunned to find such weird prejudice and paranoia in a relatively vanilla venue. If the Forward‘s contributors and readers are this terrified of the “entertainment” industry, then what are we to make of their views on Iran, the Palestinians, and â€“ brace yourselves for the frisson â€“ Mearsheimer and Walt?