On July 15, 1942, German authorities and Dutch collaborators began the systematic deportation of Jewish people from the occupied Netherlands.
Over the following two years, more than 100,000 Dutch Jews were deported, primarily to Auschwitz and Sobibor. Fewer than 5,000 survived.
Today, we remember the victims of these deportations and honor their memory. Their fate stands as a stark reminder of the consequences of antisemitism, hatred and indifference, and of our shared responsibility to preserve the truth of the Holocaust for future generations.
Barcelona, 2026.
Mapas señalando negocios judíos para boicotear.
Niños de 4 años marcados.
Mujeres expulsadas por llevar estrella de David.
20 tumbas profanadas en un cementerio judío.
Esto no es 1933.
Esto es ahora.
La historia se repite.
¿Vamos a mirar hacia otro lado otra vez?
No al odio. No al silencio.
#Antisemitismo #Barcelona #NuncaMas #NoAlOdio
Pedir la destrucción de Israel no es una crítica política, es un llamamiento a la desaparición de un país, de todos sus habitantes, un llamamiento a la violencia.
https://t.co/ffZ2Gy1bQY
Jewish participants at London Pride were subjected to antisemitic abuse, including chants of “Go back to your Zionist homeland,” “F*** you, Jew” and other hostile remarks directed at individuals carrying rainbow flags featuring the Star of David.
The incidents are now being investigated by the Metropolitan Police.
The targeting of people for openly expressing their Jewish identity at an event dedicated to inclusion and diversity is deeply disturbing.
At a time when many Jewish LGBTQ+ individuals already feel increasingly unwelcome in spaces that should embrace them, such incidents send a troubling message.
We stand in solidarity with those affected and welcome the police investigation. Pride must be a place where everyone can participate openly, safely and without fear of harassment or exclusion.
https://t.co/t9JZTFWJW0
Es intolerable que un escritor judío, en un acto público como es la presentación de su obra en la Feria del libro de Santander (FELISA) tenga que soportar un escrache por su supuesta posición política. @fiscal_es@policia@guardiacivil
We echo the deep concern expressed by our affiliate, the Federation of Jewish Communities of Spain (@fcjecom), following the serious antisemitic harassment denounced by a group of French Jewish citizens in Barcelona on Friday night.
According to the victims, the incident began after they left a synagogue following Shabbat prayers and dinner. Two members of the group, visibly Jewish because they were wearing kippot, were subjected to hostile looks, insults and pursuit for around an hour and a half on their way to their hotel.
The victims describe being followed, spat at and surrounded by a growing group of people, many on bicycles, scooters or motorbikes, shouting antisemitic abuse including “Jews are not welcome in Barcelona” and “baby killers.” They feared a physical attack until they reached the Hotel Arts, where security staff prevented their pursuers from entering.
If confirmed, this would be one of the most serious antisemitic harassment incidents recorded in Barcelona in recent years. It comes amid a wider escalation of antisemitic incidents, including the desecration of the Montjuïc Jewish cemetery, graffiti, vandalism, intimidating demonstrations and threats against members of the community.
We join the FCJE in calling on the authorities to abandon any passivity in the face of this dangerous trend. Antisemitism is not only a problem for the Jewish community; it is a problem for democracy as a whole.
Ben Adler, an Australian Jewish klezmer musician, has faced relentless exclusion and bigotry following the October 7th Hamas attacks on Israel.
For example, for a gig scheduled before October 7th, the band re-branded itself as "folk" music to avoid trouble. After the Hamas massacre, the show was cancelled entirely.
After a festival dropped him because of “the nuanced situation overseas,” Adler shared the offensive letter with other Jewish artists. It leaked, and he was subsequently doxxed and added to a list of "Zios," a slur for Jews created by the KKK.
His band even receives abusive comments on their online videos, including on Yiddish songs that predate Israel's existence.
Ironically, klezmer, the music Adler's band Chutney plays, developed in Europe, at a time when Jews were forced to live in ghettos and excluded from other musical opportunities.
Klezmer was nearly wiped out by the Holocaust and has been revived in the decades since by dedicated Jewish artists.
Now, Jews in Australia are being targeted under the guise of "criticism of Israel," a charge Adler expertly rebutted in his testimony before the Commission on Antisemitism.
History may not repeat, but it certainly rhymes.
We are deeply concerned by the events during Naples Pride, where members of the Jewish LGBT+ association Keshet were harassed, assaulted, subjected to antisemitic abuse and forced to seek refuge backstage for their own safety.
The fact that Jewish participants were targeted not for what they said or did, but simply for being visibly Jewish, is deeply disturbing. No one should face intimidation, violence or exclusion because of their identity.
We stand in full solidarity with @DavidKeshet and all those affected.
When Jews are threatened and the solution is to remove or hide them rather than confront the aggressors, intolerance is allowed to prevail
Those responsible must be identified and held accountable and Jewish participants must be able to take part in public life openly and safely.
Today, we remember Simone Veil, who passed away on June 30, 2017.
A Holocaust survivor and a tireless advocate for justice, dignity and European unity.
Her leadership transformed France and Europe, leaving a legacy of courage and human rights that continues to inspire us all.
Fa mesos que ho advertim: quan es deshumanitza l’altre, la violència acaba convertint-se en terror.
Avui la Comunitat Jueva de Barcelona és al costat de la Comunitat Jueva de Montreal, colpejada per un atac terrorista que ha segat vides innocents, entre elles la de Michael Mizrahi z״l.
El seu dolor és el nostre dolor.
Que la seva memòria sigui una benedicció.
@fcjecom@eurojewcong@WorldJewishCong
BREAKING: Ilana Gritzewsky, who was held hostage by Hamas, just took the floor at the United Nations to confront Reem Alsalem, the UN rapporteur on violence against women. Her dramatic testimony:
Special Rapporteur, your report speaks about violence against women. Why is there no mention of Hamas?
On October 7, terrorists stormed our Kibbutz — murdering, kidnapping, and burning.
I was beaten and mutilated before blacking out.
I woke up half naked with seven terrorists standing over me, not knowing what happened to me in those lost moments.
I went through days of pain and horror in captivity, and even now the feeling of being powerless and violated still lingers.
I came back with a broken hip, a broken jaw and a shattered soul.
People see my face and think I’m free. But freedom is not a switch. Trauma doesn’t vanish once you are released.
Now, every air-raid siren, and every rocket from Iran, throws me back into that hell.
On October 7, and in captivity, Jewish women were raped, abused, and humiliated.
And you, Special Rapporteur, you chose silence and denial.
Ms. Alsalem, you said there was no evidence of sexual violence on October 7.
I am standing here today — not as a report, not as a statistic.
I am a woman who survived. I am the living proof of sexual violence by Hamas.
When I and other Israeli women begged not to be raped, why were you silent?
Please look at me. Do you believe us now?
Will you apologize?
#OTD 23 June 1944, the Red Cross visited the Theresienstadt ghetto; The SS had spent months beforehand "beautifying" the ghetto to create the fiction that its Jewish prisoners lived in comfort
This photograph shows Jewish children on Rathaus Street in the Theresienstadt ghetto during the Red Cross visit; the children were given a one-off pass to be on the street.
Learn more: https://t.co/Izfe1igp8R
La realidad de muchos Z españoles judíos desde el 7 de octubre de 2023...
Los Alfa tampoco se ven exentos de esta presión, en este caso más con preguntas identitarias incómodas.
From May-July 1944, 438,000 Hungarian Jews were deported to Auschwitz-Birkenau, where most of them were gassed immediately upon arrival.
This photograph shows the Jews from Dunaszerdahely, Hungary, boarding the cattle cars in which they were deported to Auschwitz #OTD 15 June 1944.
Learn more: https://t.co/rW5zRQMc0V
"I am writing this letter before my death, but I don't know the exact day that I and all my relatives will be killed, just because we are Jews..."
#OTD 16 June 1942
Read Fanya Barbakow's last letter; she wrote it while in hiding in a bunker, dug out under an ice cellar in the Druja ghetto, Poland (today Belarus).
https://t.co/AeulZdyZdi
We are saddened by the passing of Holocaust survivor Sultana Razon Veronesi at the age of 94.
Born in Milan to a Sephardic Jewish family of Turkish origin, she survived the racial laws and deportation to Bergen-Belsen.
After the war, she rebuilt her life, becoming a respected pediatrician and dedicating decades to educating younger generations about the Holocaust and the dangers of hatred and antisemitism.
Awarded Milan’s highest civic honor in 2019, Sultana Razon Veronesi leaves behind a legacy of resilience, service and remembrance. Her testimony helped ensure that the voices of survivors would continue to be heard long after the events they endured.
May her memory be a blessing.
"It's okay for her to eat kids, but I can't choke her down?"
This is how blood libel becomes violence against Jews. People genuinely feel that attacking Jews is not just their right, but righteous.
This woman is claiming she can smell the dead children on a Jewish woman's breath in a subway in New York and people don't understand it when I say you can criticize Israel but you can't use blood libel to do it.
I don't know how it could be more obvious why.
In Auschwitz, my mother taught me three rules.
Not stories. Not prayers. Rules. The kind that kept you alive.
Rule one: Never make eye contact with a guard.
Rule two: Never show that you are sick.
Rule three: Never, ever, lose your bowl.
I was five years old. I memorized them the way other children memorize nursery rhymes.
The bowl was a small tin thing. Dented. Scratched. It held whatever thin soup they gave us once a day. If you lost your bowl, you had no bowl. If you had no bowl, you had no ration. If you had no ration, you understand.
I guarded that bowl with everything I had. I slept with it. I held it against my chest during roll call. I knew where it was every second of every day.
Then one morning, I fell into the latrine.
There is no delicate way to say this. The latrines in Auschwitz were wooden boards with holes cut into them over a pit. The holes were large. I was very small. I was in a hurry. I slipped.
I went in up to my neck.
The smell. The cold. The rats. I do not need to describe it. Your mind already knows.
My mother tried to pull me out. She could not. I was slippery and she had no strength. None of us had strength. We had not eaten properly in months. She called out. Other women came. Together they pulled me free. Someone found a hose. They sprayed me down in the cold air while I stood there shaking.
I did not cry. Rule number one in Auschwitz was the same rule everywhere, do not attract attention.
But I got sick. Very sick. The kind of sick that comes from rats and filth and cold water and a body that has nothing left to fight with.
And I remembered Rule Two, never show that you are sick.
I hid it from everyone. From the guards. From the other children. Even from my mother, because I knew if she knew, she would do something. And doing something in Auschwitz got you killed.
But someone saw. I do not know who. I do not know why they helped me instead of reporting me. I never knew.
They took me to a room, a makeshift hospital. I lay in a bed, a real bed, not a wooden bunk, for the first time since we had arrived.
I do not remember much of what happened next. The fever blurred everything. Days passed like smoke.
When I came out, I still had my bowl.
I had held it even in the latrine. Even in the fever. Even in the dark when I did not know where I was or what day it was.
My mother looked at me when I came back. She looked at the bowl. She did not say anything. She just nodded, the way she nodded when something had gone the way it needed to go.
People ask me what survival looks like.
I tell them, sometimes it looks like a five year old girl climbing out of a latrine in a death camp, covered in filth, shaking with cold, still holding her tin bowl.
Because she knew that the bowl was the difference between eating and not eating. Between living and not.
Because her mother had told her. And she had listened.
I am Tova Friedman. I fell into a latrine in Auschwitz at five years old.
I came out still holding my bowl.
Tova.
#NeverForget #Survival #DaughterOfAuschwitz #ShesStillHere #TheirNamesLiveOn