"There Are Too Many of Them"

"There Are Too Many of Them"

"There Are Too Many of Them"

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April 30 1999 4:52 PM

"There Are Too Many of Them"

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"Don't be," Vlera comforted me. "It doesn't irritate us as much as you think. Just say you are Jewish."


"I hate Russia," said Bekum.

"Have you ever been there?"

"No. But I am sick of Slavic peoples."

"I'm not Slavic," I said, before I could stop myself.

"I know. You are Jewish."


"Do you think I'm wrong?" This was a loyalty test.

"As a matter of fact, I do."

We fell silent. It was too clear that I was too tired and Bekum too uninterested to continue the discussion.

Maybe I put this off until my last day so that I would feel disgusted enough to want to go home. It's time. The other night I dreamed my dog told me she was in love with a Rottweiler. I took this to mean I had been away for too long and had grown too aware of provenance. At least I didn't dream she said she was in love with a Dalmatian.