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I went rockhounding with a new acquaintance last weekend. For those unfamiliar with rockhounding, it is basically driving around the hills following misguided maps and even more misguided directions. But the weather was nice. After driving three hours and 15 miles over washboard dirt roads the topic of his monologue turned to politics. I write monologue because the extent of my participation was limited to occasional grunts that filled the precious moment of quiet. My mistake.
I knew he did not care for President Bush from earlier comment he had made. But his rant turned when he asked if I knew who controlled all the money in the world. I sarcastically answered "The Jews, of course." He beamed at me with starry eyes, knowing he had found a brother.
He went on, telling me stories of Jews he had known. There was this one, beautiful, with legs that went all the way to her ass. Oh, they have a way of seducing you they do. He told me that he has nothing against the Jews. It is just a fact that the Jews own everything. Casinos. TV. Even Taco Bell. Or maybe that's the Mormons. He wasn't sure. Either way.
We snaked on through the canyons with the words of the prophet. He said that he could tell a Jew by how they looked, they have that funny nose, and curly hair. I told him it felt as though there was something in my eye, and asked him if he could look. He looked and didn't see anything. I felt like Paul Newman in Exodus.
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