Couple of months ago, Jim, I picked up a copy of the Jewish News in Radcliffe Asda (or was it the Jewish Telegraph, may have got the name wrong). I take my mum shopping to Prestwich and Whitefield when I'm there, an area with a large Jewish population, and we might go into a caff for a butty and a pot of tea. As far as I can see, people there are down to earth and they get on. Bit of a snapshot I know, but I was brought up round there, as was my mum and all her clan and I did a lot of my supping in the pubs round Heaton Park. Can't deny that a lot of people haven't got much time for anyone who are identifiably not of their own ethnic ilk, or whatever you want to call it, but I don't see much outright animosity. You wouldn't think so, though, reading that paper. It read like a single-minded siege-mentality anti-Labour Party campaign document. That stuff was on nearly every page. It made me bloody fume to think how the real enemies of ordinary working people, the sodding Tories, were being given a bye. Any kind of ethnic or racial intolerance has got to be sharply tackled and never overlooked or indulged, but people can't, and don't, and won't, live their whole lives under siege. I'll discuss antisemitism (as long as it's the real thing and not some pro-Netanyahu confection of the type our two resident carriers of the flame peddle) 'til the cows come home, but never letting go of it so that you can live your life is a baleful and negative way to carry on. That's how I see all these bloody anti-Labour, anti-Israeli regime-criticism threads these days. We've had a lot of it and it's well getting on me tits. I like everybody who likes me, whether they're black, white, pink, brown, Jews, Muslims or the missus.