well I was reading the proffesors book, "Backing Hitler", at Starbucks. It was noisy inside so I moved outside to continue reading in peace.

I have to do a report on it, but I have always thought that the background mythos of the Nazi movement and the turn of century thought that empowered it has always been fascinating to me.

So I am reading this book and two arab men (nothing against them one of my better freinds is from Pakistan) come over and sit at the next table. They are speaking amibaley to each other in arrabic when the cover of my book, featuring a giant swashtika, catches their collective eye. They ask each other about it which perks my ear then they ask me about it.

What happens next is an akward incident in which they sing hitlers praises, making me distinctly uncomfortable. Its during moments like these that I recall that "Mein comp" fluctuates between the number one and number two best seller over in Palistine.

I am polite... sure. I give them my name they chat on enthusiasticly, perhaps they took me for a nazi or somthing. I went back to my reading. They go back and forth from english to arabic.,.,

then a phone rings and it's one of their freinds. this freind upsets them and they argue in a most animated fashion after he hangs up. When they start getting loud and kicking the chair, throwing cigarett butts I get up and wish them well.

God I still have about three hundred pages to cover by tuesday.

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