“Either you’re Jewish or you’re not Jewish.” Luke was adamant.
“My family is Jewish, but most of it comes from Germany,” Ben was wondering how soon he could escape.
“So you’re not practising?”
“Not at all. My mother wanted us to, but it was too difficult.”
“How difficult could it be? You’re a Yank. Lots of Yids there. I studied with them, I should know. Good people, too. Some fine scientists.”
Oh God, thought Ben. Not that kind of bias. Please, God, not someone who has a best friend who is Jewish but doesn’t actually know a thing about Judaism. Not someone who knows the Jews who he has worked with, but knows sod-all about Jewish history.
Oh God,Not that kind of bias. Please, God, not someone who has a best friend who is Jewish but doesn’t actually know a thing about Judaism. Not some
