The Man Who Hates Israel

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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The Man who hates Israel Today we had lunch at a restaurant called Israel and, yes it was Jewish but I didn’t see an Islamist bomber ready to blow himself and us up to King David come. The food was good and later over coffee I noticed they served food fit for diabetics. What amused me was that one of the dishes, hummus with something was recommended by lady Gaga which I take to be a cross- dressing singer. Where are the Jews? Finally, an elderly couple arrived she looked like Isaac Rabin’s wife and the man a scientist, to my chagrin they left the food was too Middle Eastern for them they spoke English with a Dutch accent. The Hollanders are really mean, I gave a lift to a prince of the house of Orange he lived quite far from me but didn’t even offer me a cup of coffee. I remember him telling me that the crown prince of Norway had shamefully married a commoner, a waitress of all things. I digress, The Israeli restaurant served meatless food which suits me well, only when I came home I wondered if the place was a cover for Mossad’s and they take no interest in me. No matter how much I holler about the Zionists they are not sending assassins after me so I have to live with my failures.

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