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It was
here at Yale forty years ago, that a professor introduced me to a
book by Anton Rossi, with its striking passage that spoke of two
Frenchmen, strangers at a sidewalk café, each one reading his
newspaper and sipping his coffee in the late afternoon. Suddenly one
raises his voice to the other:
"Say,
do you like Jews?"
"No",
the other replied.
"Well,
do you like Catholics?"
"No."
"Do
you like Americans?"
"No."
"Do
you like Frenchman?"
"No."
"Well.
Whom do you like?"
The
naysayer raised his head slightly from his newspaper.
"I
like my friends", he said, going back to his paper.
William
F. Buckley Jr.: A toast to the class of 1950, in The miles
gone by, Regnery Publ., Washington DC, 2004.
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