Michael Moritz, Ausländer

Michael Moritz grew up in Wales as the son of Jews who left Germany in the 1930s but many of whose relatives did not escape the holocaust. He was diagnosed with a genetic form of cancer whose risk is greater for male Ashkenazi Jews. This perhaps concentrated his interest in the experiences and emotional life of his parents, which he had little considered when he was growing up. The book is an investigation of his history and life as a Jew.

There is a good extract at Granta.

The threat that so rapidly materialized in 1930s Germany is reflected for Moritz in Trump’s America. What he had heard as a young boy whenever his parents sensed disturbing political trends:

If it did happen, it can happen.
If it did happen, it will happen.
If it did happen somewhere, it can happen here.
It will happen here.

He is applying for German citizenship. One reason is the increasing anti-semitism in the UK, another the access to other EU countries he enjoyed before Brexit.

Part of it reminded me of Uwe Wittstock, Februar 33. Der Winter der Literatur, which shows how the literary life of Germany in Weimar was aggressively attacked in a period of a few weeks.

Cockney a language? Surely not!

When this blog was in an unintended hiatus, it was possible to retrieve the posts through a reader’s feed reader. But this one comment that appeared at that time was lost – but the commenter, the blogger of Language Miscellany, has now been found. His interesting post was about the possibility that Tower Hamlets council might declare Cockney one of the local languages – for International Mother Tongue Day on 21 February (not long to go now). This was reported in 2023. Cockney in Tower Hamlets is the post:

On 15 March 2023, Tower Hamlets Council discussed a petition started by Grow Social Capital CIC and Bengali East End Heritage Society and signed by 31 people. The petition asked the Council ‘to ensure that the Cockney language, identity, and its unique cultural heritage related to the East End of London be recognised as a community language and be celebrated annually on 21st February on International Mother Language Day, and for Cockney to be included in any community language provisions by the Council.’

It does not seem to me that Cockney is a language, and even Estuary English is not. I should say I may be a Cockney myself, as I was born in the Mothers Hospital in Hackney, just before the NHS came into existence, but at that time the bells of Bow Church were not actually ringing for a few years after WWII, or so I was told. The exact dates and which bells were ringing is confusing. But new bells were ringing from 1961.

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