‘Excuse me Mr. President, could you start a regional conflict before lunch?’
A Gentile watches a war and says, “This is very complicated—history, religion, politics.” A Jew watches the same war and says, “Give it five minutes, we’ll be blamed. Iran has generals, missiles, oil fields—but the real power, according to the conspiracy theorists, is apparently a guy in Brooklyn who can’t get a decent parking spot.”
You turn on the news today, and already you know how the story ends. Missiles flying, diplomats arguing, experts explaining things nobody understands—and somewhere, somehow, this will become a Jewish story. Not a Middle Eastern conflict, not a geopolitical chess match—no, no. A Jewish story. Because in the grand tradition of human logic, whenever the world gets complicated, people immediately look for the smallest group available and say, “Ah, they must be running it.”
And you have to admire the efficiency. The Jewish people—what are we, a rounding error in the global population? Yet somehow we are credited with orchestrating wars between nations with armies larger than our entire census. This is not a community; this is a management consulting firm with supernatural reach. Iran has generals, missiles, oil fields—but the real power, according to the conspiracy theorists, is apparently a........
