My grandmother, a Holocaust survivor, occasionally voices her concern that the Jewish people will once again be targeted. That her grandchildren and great grandchildren will end up in camps like those in which she worked as a slave for 6 years and where most of her family perished. I always thought she was being ridiculous. I grew up in New York City, surrounded by Jews. Jews are CEOs, celebrities, doctors, and lawyers. "Antisemitism is a thing of the past," I dismissed her, "you're worrying for nothing. Let's make cole slaw."
When I was 18, I left New York City and it turned out that, outside of the major cities and religious enclaves, America is not all that accepting of Jews. Even so, there was very little active violence, more a kind of simmering dislike and discrimination. I held fast to the idea that she was overreacting. Then I read pieces like this one in the NY Times, opening my eyes to antisemitism throughout the world. I still don't think we will ever face another Holocaust (against the Jews that is, they still happen worldwide), but her concerns about the danger of being Jewish seem less far fetched.