Google removes its head of diversity after 2007 blog post surfaces
The post is now deleted, but is available at <a href="https:&#x2F;&#x2F;web.archive.org&#x2F;web&#x2F;20210601160519&#x2F;https:&#x2F;&#x2F;www.kamaubobb.com&#x2F;hidden-blogs&#x2F;2007&#x2F;12&#x2F;if-i-were-a-jew" rel="nofollow">https:&#x2F;&#x2F;web.archive.org&#x2F;web&#x2F;20210601160519&#x2F;https:&#x2F;&#x2F;www.kamau...</a><p>Repeated here for clarity:<p>&gt; If I were a  Jew today, my sensibilities would be tormented.  I would find it increasingly difficult to reconcile the long cycles of oppression that Jewish people have endured and the insatiable appetite for vengeful violence that Israel, my homeland, has now acquired.  This reconciliation would be particularly difficult now, in November, 79 years after Kristallnacht – the Night of Broken Glass.  The anniversary of this dreadfully monumental day in my history would bring me pause.  It would force me to reflect on the legacy of extraordinary human suffering.  I might wonder how the vicious eruption of cruelty in the mid-twentieth century has influenced the shape of my identity as a Jewish person and our collective identity as Jewish people.<p>&gt; Suffering and oppression typically give rise to sympathy and compassion among the oppressed.  I can look upon the sufferer and know that, “there but for the Grace of God, go I.”  During this period I might well reflect on the redemptive qualities of suffering that my people have learned through a ghastly set of lessons.  I would not have to reflect alone, I could read the lessons explicitly from Elie Wiesel, Anne Frank, or Chaim Potok.  I would conclude that my Jewish faith and the history of my people render me closer to human compassion; closer to the instinct to offer healing to hurt, patience to anxiety and understanding to confusion.<p>&gt; I don’t know how I would reconcile that identity with the behavior of fundamentalist Jewish extremists or of Israel as a nation.  The details would confuse me.  I wouldn’t understand those who suggest that bombing Lebanon, slaughtering Lebanese people and largely destroying Beirut in retaliation for the capture of a few soldiers is justified.  I wouldn’t understand the notion of collective punishment, cutting off gas, electricity and water from residents in Gaza because they are attacking Israel who is fighting against them.  It would be unconscionable to me to watch Israeli tanks donning the Star of David rumbling through Ramallah destroying buildings and breaking the glass.<p>&gt; I would be confused in concept too.  My faith would lead me to believe that Israel is the homeland of my people.  My intellect would convince me that it cannot be that simple.  The faith and reason of the Palestinians or of Muslims cannot simply be baseless.  I would have to believe that the degree of animus, vengeance and violence that they now carry is not rooted in their identity, but rather in their experience; in the sordid nation shuffling and rebuilding that took place after World War II.  It must be rooted in their hurt, in their sense of displacement, abandonment and hopelessness.<p>&gt; My reflections on Kristallnacht would lead me to feel that these are precisely the human sentiments that I as Jew would understand; that I ought to understand and feel compelled to help alleviate.  It cannot be that the sum total of a history of suffering and slaughter places such a premium on my identity that I would be willing to damn others in defense of it.<p>&gt; If I were a Jew I would be concerned about my insatiable appetite for war and killing in defense of myself.  Self defense is undoubtedly an instinct, but I would be afraid of my increasing insensitivity to the suffering others.  My greatest torment would be that I’ve misinterpreted the identity offered  by my history and transposed spiritual and human compassion with self righteous impunity.<p>&gt; kamau