No. Not of this blog. Just the end of Jewish life in Egypt.
Not that Jewish life was exactly flourishing prior to the Muslim Brotherhood takeover. The twentieth-century ethnic cleansing of Jews throughout the Arab world (which is weirdly ignored by most Westerners, even those familiar with the European Holocaust) only expedited a process that had already been in force for centuries.
The Muslim Brotherhood-dominated authorities shut down the last synagogue in Alexandria (which was also the last one in the country) due to “security reasons” — in other words, “we can’t (and won’t really try to) prevent a Muslim mob tearing you Yids apart limb from limb, enraged by the thought of your celebrating the Jewish religion’s high holidays. You’re not the security threat. The rest of the population that we’ve whipped into a xenophobic, anti-Semitic frenzy is the security threat against you… and we like it that way.”
This is precisely the kind of gangsterism that is so commonplace throughout the Arab world when it comes to Israel and Jews, which I attempted to highlight in the novel.
It never ends.