Class hasn’t yet begun, so everyone is sitting around saying hello, making fun of each other, and generally socializing. In the midst of it all, a black guy in the row behind me give me a scrutinizing look, leans forward and asks, voice dropped very low, “Are you Jewish?”
“What?” I asked, startled.
“Are you – ” his voice drops another few decibels, “Jewish?”
“Oh, yeah,” I smile to put him at ease, since he seems to feel like he’s just done something terrible. “Why?”
“Do you know if that woman, whats-her-face, won the primaries?”
Momentary confusion: Hilary Clinton very definitely lost. Then I realized he must mean the Israeli primaries. Whats-her-face being Livni. “Yeah, she did.”
“Yes!” He gave a little victory punch. Conversation terminated. I’m sure there’s some significance to this that I’m missing (not follwoing Israeli politics as much as this guy does), but I don’t know what.