Interfaith at Princeton
I have just made a politically incorrect joke about being Jewish, and the person on the receiving end is uncomfortable. It’s a moment I’m familiar with, being both a person of the type who makes politically incorrect jokes and not a person that “looks” Jewish or has a Jewish name. So I do damage control: “It’s okay,” I say. “My mom’s Jewish.” To which the response is usually, “I didn’t know you were Jewish!”




