A plane leaves Los Angeles airport under the control of a Jewish-American captain.
His co-pilot is Chinese. It's the first time they've flown together and an awkward silence between the two seems to indicate a mutual dislike.
Once they reach cruising altitude, the Jewish captain activates
the auto pilot, leans back in his seat, and mutters, "I don't like
Chinese."
"No rike Chinese?" asks the co-pilot, "why not?"
"You people bombed PearlHarbour, that's why!"
"No, no," the co-pilot protests, "Chinese not bomb Peahl Hahbah!
That Japanese, not Chinese."
"Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese ... doesn't matter, you're all
alike!"
There's a few minutes of silence. "No rike Jews!" the co-pilot
suddenly announces.
"Why not?" asks the captain.
"Jews sink Titanic," the co-pilot responds.
Jews didn't sink the Titanic!" exclaims the captain, "It was an Iceberg!"
"Iceberg, Goldberg, Greenberg, Rosenberg, no mattah... all sam
His co-pilot is Chinese. It's the first time they've flown together and an awkward silence between the two seems to indicate a mutual dislike.
Once they reach cruising altitude, the Jewish captain activates
the auto pilot, leans back in his seat, and mutters, "I don't like
Chinese."
"No rike Chinese?" asks the co-pilot, "why not?"
"You people bombed PearlHarbour, that's why!"
"No, no," the co-pilot protests, "Chinese not bomb Peahl Hahbah!
That Japanese, not Chinese."
"Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese ... doesn't matter, you're all
alike!"
There's a few minutes of silence. "No rike Jews!" the co-pilot
suddenly announces.
"Why not?" asks the captain.
"Jews sink Titanic," the co-pilot responds.
Jews didn't sink the Titanic!" exclaims the captain, "It was an Iceberg!"
"Iceberg, Goldberg, Greenberg, Rosenberg, no mattah... all sam
