Ted, they’ll simply buy off the necessary number of people - and not one more - and nothing will happen to Clare. Same as it ever was. Tonight, while looking over my old neighborhood of North Miami at Google Maps I came back to an incident from when I was in the fourth grade. I’d found a fifty cent piece on the playground, which to me was a fortune, and showed it to a Jewish classmate I knew well, Irving Goldberg - or something similar. We used to hunt for tadpoles behind North Miami Elementary school after the rains and had always gotten along.

Irving immediately told me if I didn’t give him half of it he would tell the coach. I was surprised and a little hurt at the attempted shakedown by a supposed friend but told him “No way.” He ran over and told the coach who said, “So what?” It was a Kodak moment. I told my brothers about it when back home. My older brother Greg said, “What do you expect? He’s a Jew.” Thinking about it now I understand that Irving’s parents had taught him: “Half of whatever a Goy has is rightfully the Jews’.” He just did as he’d been taught his entire life.