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“The Great Lie of the Voluntary Jewish Exodus”

It takes a special kind of historical illiteracy to believe that the Jews left ancient Israel for “better views” and less sand in their hummus. The notion that the Jewish people, after Babylon’s siege or Rome’s annihilation, packed up like whimsical retirees hunting beachfront property would be laughable, but lying about Jews is hip these days, especially on university campuses.

Sorry that big “gotcha” comment from the “you came from Europe” moron doesn’t work. There is this thing called history. It can be found in a book.¹

In 586 BCE, the Babylonians, under Nebuchadnezzar II, smashed Jerusalem to rubble, destroyed the First Temple, and forcibly deported the Jewish population to Babylon.

Read the Book of Lamentations if you can stomach it: “Our pursuers were swifter than the eagles of the sky… they hunted us on the mountains, they lay in wait for us in the wilderness” (Lamentations 4:19).

I am not a biblical scholar, but that is not happy talk. I mean, it’s Lamentations, it’s not the happiest chapter. But for anyone who is not a complete moron, it’s clear nobody was dreaming of better scenery. They were clinging to survival.

Fast forward to 70 AD, when the Romans, under that butcher Titus, levelled the Second Temple. Over a million Jews were killed, according to Josephus, with 97,000 enslaved. By 135 AD, after the catastrophic Bar Kokhba revolt, Emperor Hadrian not only expelled what was left of the Jewish population but also renamed Judea “Syria Palaestina” in an act of deliberate ethnic erasure. If this was “real estate shopping,” it was shopping done at sword-point.

To leave under duress, in fear, with your home burning behind you, and then be accused centuries later of abandoning it voluntarily—this is historical libel.

Imagine this: your family is chased out of Winnipeg by a gang of lunatics who torch your house and leave a note promising to slit your throat if you return.

Twenty years later, your descendants try to return—and the locals sneer: “You left, you traitors!”

Of course, this analogy has its limits. After all, who in their right mind would move back to Winnipeg? But the moral point holds.

As Winston Churchill rightly said:

“You ought to let the Jews have Jerusalem; it was they who made it famous.”

This wasn’t a matter of preferring the lush banks of the Seine or the bustling souks of Baghdad. It was about finding a place where they wouldn’t be raped, slaughtered, or enslaved at the whim of every passing empire.

No Sephardic vacation brochures were advertising the sunny prospects of Córdoba. There was no “Ashkenazi Dream” campaign promoting rainy afternoons in the Rhineland. There was exile—forced exile—and the long, humiliating necessity of seeking survival in lands where their existence was tolerated on sufferance.

David Aberbach, in his studies of the diaspora, points out that the dispersion across Europe largely traces back to the Jewish wars of 66–135 CE—not leisurely migrations but desperate flights under the shadow of genocide.

The Babylonian and Roman scatterings were not migrations—they were expulsions. Forced. Bloody. Traumatic. And the fact that anyone today still floats the Disneyfied myth of “wandering Jews seeking better prospects” and once you leave your descendants lose their claim to Israel is an insult to history, a desecration of memory, and proof that historical amnesia is a pandemic.

I am so sad we can’t use the word retarded anymore, it got me through junior high.

It is not merely ignorant to believe such fantasies. It is complicated by the lies of history’s worst criminals.

1. A whimsical artefact from the early 21st century. They were more than 100 words, printed on paper, and held together by binding.