where a few Jewish guys,
and they had, they even had a kosher kitchen, separate.
Only problem was, not much further away was a normal kitchen
from which came the smell of bacon and egg.
How the hell do you compete with that?
And it was obvious that the Jewish guys
were so attracted by the smell of the bacon
that each day you saw fewer and fewer and fewer Jews there.
There was even a rabbi on that station
but he was a pompous idiot, you know.
He marched up and down as if he was some kind
of a field marshal.
He was looking to be saluted.
And one reason why I have no time
for religion, at all,
is because when you think
of six million, six million.
Where was God?
Where was He?