A Jewish tale of two countries

Nestor Gorojovsky nestorgoro at fibertel.com.ar
Sat Dec 14 11:49:56 MST 2002

Just for a grim smile from you, this Jewish joke from Buenos Aires:

Yankl and Shloyme, two very young little boys, became the strongest
support for each other when inmates at the Auschwitz death camp.

1945, the Allies set Auschwitz prisoners free. Yankl manages to get
into the United States, and goes to live with some family of his,
Shloyme same but into Argentina.

Yankl's family in the US gives him the best upbringing, he ends with
a Summa Cum Laude in Harvard as economist, enters the IMF staff and
reaches the highest responsiblity posts. He escalates within the
structure of the institution, receives specialized education in
London and New York, and begins to staff missions sent by the IMF the
world over.

Shloyme's family in Argentina gives him the best upbringing and send
him to study Business Administration, put him at the head of the
family's factory, and he makes a great carreer in business. However,
the 1976 import burst puts the plant out of competition, Shloyme
tries to save the little he can save of what his family gave him, but
ends up bankrupt and takes a job as a taxi driver. Later on, he's
attacked by a gang of burglars and plunges into a villa miseria
(shantytown) in the La Matanza neighborhood of Buenos Aires, very
near the freeway that brings travelers from the Airport to the core
of the city.

One day, Yankl is told to visit Argentina during a mission. While
he's entering town, a road block stops his u$s 300,000 limo, and the
security staff get off the car to disperse the multitude. Suddenly,
Yankl realizes that among the people in the road block is his old
friend Shloyme. He gets off the car himself, to the horror of the
security gards, and faces Shloyme.

"Shloyme, is it you?"

"Yeah, and who're you, motherfucking IMF bastard?"

"Can't you remember? I am Yankl, from Auschwitz"

"Yankl? Auschwitz", mutters Shloyme, and stares at Yankl's face. Then
he realizes that yes, this is Yankl. He embraces him, bursts in
tears, and, sobbing, tells him:

"Ah, Auschwitz! Those were the good days, Yankl!"

Néstor Miguel Gorojovsky
nestorgoro at fibertel.com.ar

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"Aquel que no está orgulloso de su origen no valdrá nunca
nada porque empieza por depreciarse a sí mismo".
Pedro Albizu Campos, compatriota puertorriqueño de todos
los latinoamericanos.
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