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I was raised Catholic during the 60s, on the cusp of the changes wrought by Vatican II, and in a neck of the woods where there simply weren't any Jews. And when the Christ-killer charge finally did come up in my 9th grade parochial school religion class, it was quickly dismissed. The mission of Jesus was to die for the sins of all mankind. Judas, the Jews, the Romans, all were simply instruments of God's will (and yes, a wise nun and bunch of 14-year-olds came to the same conclusions as the Gospel of Judas).
I have since matured into a born-again atheist, and although I used to be merely impatient with Jew-haters, they've begun to scare the bejeezus out of me. They've gone from a discredited minority huddling under rocks after the Holocaust to much more prominent ulcers on the body politic.
This is a bad thing.
