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"Like most American Jewish kids, I went to a Jewish summer camp. It was a good time. Archery, canoeing, crafts, first kiss, some cultural stuff. I forget how many years I went. It was two or three summers in a row I think. One night, in the early morning hours, the camp councilors woke us up. They said it was an emergency and had us gather in the dining hall. One of the adult councilors told us that the Arabs had gotten a hydrogen bomb and destroyed Israel. Needless to say we were all freaked out. Some of the kidsthe kids who had family in Israelwere wailing. Screaming things like "Noooo Auntie Rachel is dead!" But the councilors calmed us down, and we all stood in a circle and held hands and said prayers and sang some songs. And then… they told us (haha) Israel was not destroyed tonight BUT they reminded us that this was something that COULD happen and that's why we (as Jews) need to remain hyper vigilant about the people who hate us. Then they put us back to bed (goodnight kids!) Needless to say, this was pretty fucking traumatizing. And even today, when I see the words "Arab" and "nuclear" in the same sentence that anxiety comes roaring backand it's immediately followed by anger and resentment over what they did to us. Because this is what brainwashing is. In the 1980s, when I was a kid at summer camp, no Arab state was even close to getting a bomb. And no Arab state is close now. Logicallyfrom a rational standpoint–Israel was (and is) safe. But the point of waking us up in the middle of the night was to remove logic and rationality from the calculation and replace it with fear. They tried to break our little brains. And it probably worked on most of the kids. Now this was a hamfisted counterproductive way to go about things, because what the experience gave me was skepticism about the Zionist project (but that's another story). Many years later (as an adult) I meet a woman at a party. It turned out that she works for the same summer camp that I attended as a kid. I told her, Wow I went to that camp! She asked if I wanted to get involved (which meant "gibs money?") but I declined. Then I told her why. I told her the story about Israel getting nuked and how that was a fucked up thing to do to a bunch of kids. She turned white. Stark fucking white. And sheepishly mumbled (I'll never forget this), "We don't do 'experiential learning' anymore." Experiential Learning. It was the first time I'd heard that term. Quite the euphemism, isn't it? I'll take her at her word. Maybe, as she said, they don't do "Experiential Learning" anymore. They probably don't do it because they found something better. Because the zealots discovered the media hoax. How many brains were broken by a bunch of chuds carrying tiki torches in Charlottesville? Was it in the hundreds of millions? More? They took the Experiential Learning out of the dining hall and spread it to the entire world."