This past spring I attended a bat mitzvah at Brooklyn’s Congregation Beth Elohim, CBE for short. Constructed in the very early 20th Century, the building’s beautiful retro-design draws the individual closer to Judaic history, writ long and timeless in a mostly hostile world. On the corner of Garland Place and Eighth Avenue, the synagogue stands defiant, a guardian protecting the children of the House of Israel.

Then the rabbi delivered her Shabbat sermon. CBE, for all its Jewish spirit and strength, threw off its camouflage and revealed itself as occupied territory, run by sympathizers aiding and abetting the enemies of its people and homeland. A Jewish sanctuary had always been sacred for the Hebrew descendants of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, Sarah, Ruth and Esther, either a safe haven when left undisturbed, or a last refuge to chant the Shema one final time when enemies arrived with sword and gun, fire and lust, madness and hate.

Sadly, she is not alone in her misguided preaching. If you must know what she said during her sermon, just pluck any other rabbi’s talk from the national socialist democrats’ far-left gaggle, all squawking the same shrill notes of their species. John Milton called such leaders “blind mouths”,

She did mention Oct 7, lipserving the lugubrious solemnity the day infamously deserves, with what amounted to revelations evincing the notorious “some people did something” remark when a certain Minnesota Congresswoman illuminated the world with her amazing insight into the Sept 11 attack.

Thanks to aggressive and relentless overkill by hostile populations and self-aggrandizing leaders, Judaic civilization has been added to the endangered species list, as Jews are still poached and preyed upon, killed for their skins and their souls. World population numbers estimate Muslims at 1.5 billion, Christians 1.5 billion, Jews, 15 million, sort of. You want genocide, there it is. Despite the fight for Jewish existence, some Jews and clergy share an animus to the foundational concept of L’dor vador—for the generations. They will deny such a deathwish, but their words and actions betray the truth. Blind mouths, indeed.

The rabbi’s most stunning, memorable line reminded me of a character in Bridge Over the River Kwai. An English colonel in a Japanese prison camp in Burma during WWII, one Col Nicholson dedicated himself and his British POWS to build his enemy a vital bridge, jeopardizing British troops, allies, and victory in the Asian theatre. An Allied commando force, arriving to blow up the bridge, fought with Japanese soldiers. After desperately interfering on behalf of the enemy, but seeing his comrades-in-arms-dying, Nicholson’s epiphanous ”What have I done? What have I done?” were his last words before falling on a plunger that detonated the explosives, destroying the bridge.

The rabbi spews damaging, jihadist talking points against Israel, then says, sotte voce, to the assembly, “I am a Zionist.,” a Freudian admission that most of her sermon vitiated. Just as Nicholson recognized his bridge was treason for a British officer, one day she might view the carnage inflicted on her people and ask, “What have I done? What have I done?” What these Jewish 5th columnist clergy and acolytes need is a Col. Nicholson moment. Maybe then they would be believed, if not trusted.