[GUEST ACCESS MODE: Data is scrambled or limited to provide examples. Make requests using your API key to unlock full data. Check https://lunarcrush.ai/auth for authentication information.]  Casey Babb [@DrCaseyBabb](/creator/twitter/DrCaseyBabb) on x 7628 followers Created: 2025-07-19 01:26:22 UTC I was speaking to a friend yesterday who asked me if I consider myself to be an “October 8th Jew” – someone who experienced a sudden realization about their Jewish identity, their friends and allies, and the world around them in the aftermath of October 7th. The short answer is no – I’m not an October 8th Jew. I don’t typically think about things that way – but if I had to – I’d describe myself more as a September 12th Jew. In some ways, my childhood ended on September 11th, 2001. Watching the towers fall, my father was forced to explain to me what happened. “We’re under attack,” he said. It didn’t matter that we were in Nova Scotia. The “we” he was referring to was the West – the civilized world. As a Jew – and even as a child – I knew that he meant it was an attack on us, too. Indeed, later in life, I would come to learn that Khalid Sheikh Mohammed’s violent obsession and distaste for the U.S. was motivated by America’s relationship with Israel, that Osama bin Laden had sent operatives to America to case “Jewish targets,” and that his primary focus in life was waging jihad not just against Americans, but Jews, specifically. The following year, of course, it was Danny Pearl. Then it was numerous Americans murdered in Israel, suicide bombings in Haifa and Jerusalem, a roadside bomb in Gaza. From there – it seemed to never end – attacks in Madrid, London, Boston, Paris, Brussels, Nice, and Manchester – all deadly – all motivated in part by antisemitic beliefs. Now here we are – here I am – XX years later – watching as Jews worldwide are hunted down in pogroms, murdered in cold blood, and firebombed to death – all for the crime of being Jewish. For the crime of being connected to a people and a country who had the audacity to fight back and resist their extermination on October 7th. So no – I’m not an October 8th Jew. I’m a September 12th Jew who’s known about these threats for a very, very long time.  XXXXXX engagements  [Post Link](https://x.com/DrCaseyBabb/status/1946381062809981340)
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Casey Babb @DrCaseyBabb on x 7628 followers
Created: 2025-07-19 01:26:22 UTC
I was speaking to a friend yesterday who asked me if I consider myself to be an “October 8th Jew” – someone who experienced a sudden realization about their Jewish identity, their friends and allies, and the world around them in the aftermath of October 7th. The short answer is no – I’m not an October 8th Jew. I don’t typically think about things that way – but if I had to – I’d describe myself more as a September 12th Jew.
In some ways, my childhood ended on September 11th, 2001. Watching the towers fall, my father was forced to explain to me what happened. “We’re under attack,” he said. It didn’t matter that we were in Nova Scotia. The “we” he was referring to was the West – the civilized world. As a Jew – and even as a child – I knew that he meant it was an attack on us, too.
Indeed, later in life, I would come to learn that Khalid Sheikh Mohammed’s violent obsession and distaste for the U.S. was motivated by America’s relationship with Israel, that Osama bin Laden had sent operatives to America to case “Jewish targets,” and that his primary focus in life was waging jihad not just against Americans, but Jews, specifically.
The following year, of course, it was Danny Pearl. Then it was numerous Americans murdered in Israel, suicide bombings in Haifa and Jerusalem, a roadside bomb in Gaza. From there – it seemed to never end – attacks in Madrid, London, Boston, Paris, Brussels, Nice, and Manchester – all deadly – all motivated in part by antisemitic beliefs.
Now here we are – here I am – XX years later – watching as Jews worldwide are hunted down in pogroms, murdered in cold blood, and firebombed to death – all for the crime of being Jewish. For the crime of being connected to a people and a country who had the audacity to fight back and resist their extermination on October 7th.
So no – I’m not an October 8th Jew. I’m a September 12th Jew who’s known about these threats for a very, very long time.
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