I have a friend. His name is Shadi, and he’s an Arab and he’s also a cop serving in Jerusalem.
This is what happened to him on Shabbat, right after Purim.
He and his Jewish partner Yossi were working a long, cold shift in the center of town when they got called in for a public disturbance.
A bunch of young Yeshiva boys had been drinking, acting like fools with no mamas… carousing, throwing bottles, and shouting at random people.
Shadi and Yossi rolled up.
The boys converged on Shadi.
“Shabbos!!!” They yelled “SHABBOS!!!”
(For those not familiar with Jewish custom, this can happen sometimes when Haredi – Ultra-Orthodox – Jews see other Jewish people breaking the Sabbath, the Jewish day of rest.)
“Huh?” Shadi said.
“SHABBOS!!!!!! SHABBOSSSS!!!” One of the boys got up in Shadi’s face.
“But my brother,” Shadi said “I’m an Arab! I’m a Goy!”
“Ah! You’re a Goy?”
“Yes, I’m a Goy!”
“Oh,” the boy said and pointed to Yossi. “Is that one a Jew? I’ll go bother him! But thank you for your service!”