My first "Larry David Moment" came in college. My roommate was holding court in the cafeteria with a group of young women listening rapt to his well-worn tale of how his father survived Auschwitz. I muscled in and offered: "You must be very proud." "Sure," Lawrence replied, trying his best to project melancholy (not so easy for a Canadian). "Wait! Why?" Whereupon I quipped: "It's like the Harvard of concentration camps." I remember the shock this caused. I remember my satisfaction at the shock this caused. Somewhere in the world, another Lawrence was starting out in comedy. The college memory...
Monitoring Antisemitism Intel
