WHERE CAN HEINRICH GO ?
[To the Editor of THE SPECTATOR] SIR,—It is rather aggravatingly insulting to an Indian in particular and India in general for Mr. Bolton to suggest that the Jewish refugees should be " planked " in India. What admirably subtle propaganda he makes out for another " Jewish Home " in the " brightest jewel in the British Crown "! In the last paragraph of his article, Mr. Bolton makes the astonishing assertion that " an Indian, surely, is the man who makes India his own country and is willing, if need be, to become a naturalised citizen of India." It is difficult to understand what complications and implications Mr. Bolton wishes to convey in such phrases as, " naturalised citizen," and " if need be " respectively. What a blatant piece of humbug which Mr. Bolton indulges in ! Can Mr. Bolton say whether an Englishman settled down in India calls it his own country ?
With colour and racial prejudices against Indians in the Dominions and the Colonies, is it likely, in the name of justice and common sense that Indians will be so supine as to allow the Jew, who to all intents and purposes is as much racially arrogant as the Anglo-Saxon, into India ? The Jew, it should be remembered, when he is in close association with the Anglo-Saxon, calls himself a " white " man and considers himself superior to all " natives."
Again, what precisely is to happen to all the unemployed - Indian doctors who are starving in India ? Can it be that in his ardent enthusiasm for his " darling Heinrich " Mr. Bolton forgot the plight of the jobless Indian medical practitioners with British (not Austrian) qualifications ?
Mr. Bolton, the crusader for the Sons of Israel, is not con- cerned at all with the treatment meted out to Indians in Britain, in the Dominions, the Colonies and even in India by " white " sahibs—and memsahibs too—but he gets so sickly sentimental over his Heinrich. Why not adopt him himself instead of trying to pass him off to a country whose blood has been sucked to such an extent by the " civilised " West, that it is left dry, desolate and even degenerate ?—I am, Sir, your • Edinburgh.
Previous page
