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Folklorama: Israeli pavilion

 A letter to the organizers:


While Russia is carrying out unprovoked war against Ukraine, Folklorama is eschewing holding a Russian pavilion, even though such a display is about 100s of years old Russian culture, not today’s regime led by Putin. That’s a fair and compassionate decision. 

So why is the Israeli pavilion allowed to continue without any censure while Israel commits war crimes condemned by the International Court of Justice? *Jewish* culture is thousands of years old but it’s not a Jewish pavilion, it's an explicitly *Israeli* pavilion.

It’s celebrating the state that is committing genocide.

It’s celebrating settler colonialism that is going on to this very day.

Why are you allowing the Israeli pavilion to continue?

Comments

kar0ling said…
Impressive. I do not have to boycott Folklorama this year. I received a quick email acknowledging my message. After a few days, the Marketing Director followed up with an explanation that the analogy to Russia doesn't entirely work since the Russian pavilion voluntarily pulled out. I replied to acknowledge it's easily to hide under the "we're just celebrating culture" excuse but the name of the state *is* invoked by the pavilion and the state *is* committing genocide which is pretty much exactly opposite of the goals of the festival. Then a higher executive replied very generously, saying that I had been heard and important discussions will be had by the decision making parties.

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