Noah Efron (15:00)
So much about that night at the Dall center surprised me first, that by the time we got there in plenty of time, the auditorium was filled. We did not even try to get to the good seats in the middle we paid for, which in any case were already occupied by other people, and instead we took seats in the back row, which is fine, it's a small auditorium, maybe 300 people, and every single seat was filled, and the stairways and the aisles too, they were filled with people. And after my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I could see that not entirely, but pretty much the crowd is people in their 60s and 70s and 80s and when each song starts, it seems like every one of them is singing along. They know the words, all the words. And when one song ends, they shout out requests for another of Persian Iranian pop songs. And they joke with Nedar, you're not loud enough. They say, you need to learn this song. They say it's like she's their daughter and this is their living room. And people are screaming to her in Farsi, and she is answering softly, with a smile like they are her parents and this is her living room. And with each song, a few more people get up to dance. But I see that once someone is up, they almost never go back and sit down, until by the end, two of every three people in the hall are standing up and dancing, some down in front, some standing at their seats. And Susan says to me, you know, when we left America, we did not really leave, not like these people left. They left places and things behind that they never saw again. And you could feel both sides of what Susan said, how like I still meet up with my friends early in the morning to watch the super bowl, because there are things in America we never really left behind. And you can feel it in Suzanne Dalal, how these people, they never really left these songs behind. But at the same time, for more than 40 years, it hasn't really been possible for these people to visit the place where they were born, to breathe that air, to turn on the radio and just listen to that music. And you could feel it, how much that air was their air and how much that music was their music. All of this is easy to overlook, and often we do. Eleven years ago, the Knesset passed a law setting November 30th as the day marking the departure and expulsion of Jews from Arab countries and Iran. Nissim Ze', Ev, the shah member of Knesset behind the bill, whose parents moved to Jerusalem from Iraq, said that the law, quote, commemorates the suffering our forefathers and their forefathers endured when they were expelled from the Arab countries until they came to the land of Israel, end quote. Which may be right for people who came from many Arab countries, but it is not right for Jews who came from Iran, who were never expelled from Iran. Tens of thousands stayed. The ones who left, most of them never stopped seeing Iran as a homeland and themselves as Iranian. The great historian Salo Baron, in probably his most famous essay, ghetto and Emancipation it's called, he called out what he called the lachrymose or teary eyed view of Jewish history that saw Jewish history as a series of pogroms and expulsions, basically and though he was talking about the history of Jews in Europe, the same thing is true for the history we tell of Jews everywhere, including, maybe more than most, for the Jews of Iran. But that is not how the Jews of Iran see their history, which is as a 2,700year history of relations that are more complicated than that. There was discrimination and persecution, sure, but there were also great periods when Jews flourished in Iran. And the history of Jews in Iran in modern times, that is altogether different, exquisitely complex, as tens of thousands of Jews from Poland settled in Iran during World War II and thousands of Jews from Iraq, many fleeing from the Farhud. And there were minorities within minorities within minorities. And in the 20th century, the imaginations of some Jews in Iran were captured by Zionism, but the imaginations of many, many more were taken by other utopian philosophies that thrived then and there. One Iraqi Jew named Pinchas, born in 1931, told this story of his life after dropping out from his Jewish school after the sixth grade. Quote, I left school because we were many children in the house and one income was not enough. I had to get out and earn some money. I had a cart from which I sold anything I could find, and a regular spot on the street. Across from where I was standing, there was a building with a sign, he's the Communist Party. So one day after work, I walked in. Inside there were many people, young and adult, and there was a table tennis table. They invited me in and I played for a while. After I finished, they invited me to stay for a lecture. I started to go there on a regular basis to play ping pong and to listen to lectures. They talked about equality and basic economy and they taught us all the Marxist and leftist ideals. Up to this day, almost 70 years later, I still play ping pong and I still believe in all those ideals. In the years right after the war, Jews were everywhere in radical politics in Iran. And as the Allianz schools that lots of them sent their kids to produced young adults with a mastery of Persian, Arabic, French and English, often other languages as well. They were soon prominent among doctors and journalists and businessmen, a liberal elite with a tendency towards politics more radical than bourgeoisie, a state of affairs that brought many to see Israel after it was established in an ambivalent way. It was, after all, a socialist country, but it was also nationalist. And frankly, what it wanted could be confusing. Six weeks after the Rosenbergs were executed in the United States for spying for the Soviets, the Cultural and Social society of Iranian Jews held a memorial service in Tehran for the Jewish couple and more than 500 Jews from the community turned up. Around this time, a Jewish communist journal called B' Nai Adam started up writing about issues of the day, as it did in a 1952 essay called Israel and the Movements of Liberation in the Middle east and North Africa that ended with this. Israel is a country that is part of the Middle east and cannot remain neutral because our fate and their fate depend on one another. If Israel will support those anti imperialist freedom movements in their fight for independence and liberty for the peoples of the Middle east and will solve its minor differences with the Arab world, it will gain the respect of the Arab masses. Israel should not let the enemies of the Middle east abuse the situation and introduce it as an enemy of the Arabs. End quote. In the event, when a year later the CIA and the MI6 orchestrated one coup and then another against Prime Minister Mohammad Mosaddegh, who had brought democratic reforms to Iran and nationalized the Anglo Iranian oil company Israel with realpolitik ambivalence fel into line. Though Mosaddegh's trial was covered with sympathy on the front pages of some of Israel's leftist newspapers, it is true that it was after the Shah was reinstated as the leader of Iran, not just a figurehead, as he had become under Mohammad Mosaddegh, that the Jewish community of Iran thrived most under the Shah and that relations between Iran and Israel flourished most, with Israelis playing a big part in planning and carrying out big development projects and in modernizing the army. All this, despite what everyone saw, was the Shah's repression of critical voices and the rise of the SAVAK Bureau of Intelligence and Security of the State, a brutal secret police force that answered only to the Shah's men. And pretending not to see the repression was something many justified at the time by celebrating the continued secularization of Iranian culture, the growth of universities there where women studied in numbers that approached the numbers of men, and the growth of science and of Western theater and music and poetry, creating an odd dialectic of a society that seemed more free because it was more European, Western even as it was at the same time really less free. Here in Israel, there's a sort of tradition of radicals from Iran who never gave up the ping pong and Karl Marx ideals of their parents and grandparents. ABHI Natan grew up in Abadan. His parents left Iran for India in 1939 at 16. Abhi Natan lied about his age and joined the Royal Indo British Air. For just as the war wound down at 21, he volunteered to fly in Israel's war of independence, taking most of the aerial photos of Arab positions, but near the end of the war, also bombing Palestinian villages to make the villagers flee before a ceasefire fixed who controlled what land. ABHI Nathan wrote in his memoir years later, in the Arab village of Sassa, there were no anti aircraft guns. We bombed the village from a height of 3,000ft while feeling completely safe. End quote. Two days after that, Nathan went to Sasa. I wandered through the ruins and burned bodies were scattered everywhere. I was faced with the consequence of destruction, wreckage and death carried out by a pilot bombing from the air. Now that I saw with my own eyes what I had done, I was seized with a deep depression.