plane ride
Two Arabs boarded a flight out of New York. One took a window
seat and the other sat next to him in the middle seat. Just
before takeoff, an American sat down in the aisle seat.
After takeoff, the American kicked his shoes off, wiggled
his toes and was settling in when the Arab in the window seat
said, I need to get up and get a coke. Don't get up said
the American, I'm in the aisle seat. I'll get it for you. As soon as he left, one of the Arabs picked up the American's shoe and spat in it.
When he returned with the coke, the other Arab said, That
looks good, I'd really like one, too. Again, the American
obligingly went to fetch it. While he was gone the other
Arab picked up his other shoe and spat in it. When the American
returned, they all sat back and enjoyed the flight. As the
plane was landing, the American slipped his feet into his
shoes and knew immediately what had happened. Why does
it have to be this way; he asked. How long must this go on?
This fighting between our nations? This hatred? This animosity?
This spitting in shoes and pissing in cokes?
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