Don't Mess with Julie Burchill

My world-favorite, acid-tongued, philo-Semite Julie Burchill has managed to find something to say about the Israel divestment antics currently playing havoc with what remains of the British union movement and political Left.

Julie won my heart with one of her parting columns for the Guardian in the UK, an all-guns-blazing broadside against Judeophobia masquerading as pro-Palestinian virtue, which included this delightfully nasty passage that I suspect could only see the light of day in the wacky pages of the British press:

"I can't help noticing that, over the years, a disproportionate number of attractive, kind, clever people are drawn to Jews; those who express hostility to them, however, from Hitler to Hamza, are often as not repulsive freaks."

"Think of famous anti-Zionist windbags - Redgrave, Highsmith, Galloway - and what dreary, dysfunctional, po-faced vanity confronts us. When we consider famous Jew-lovers, on the other hand - Marilyn, Ava, Liz, Felicity Kendal, me - what a sumptuous banquet of radiant humanity we look upon!"

You go girl! You can read more of Julie’s love-letters to the Jewish state here.