Bharat Pathakjee
When I was a medical student in India, I, like many of my colleagues, developed an admiration for Israel’s victory in the dramatic Six-Day War of 1967. By chance I started my medical training in the U.S. at Sinal Detroit and was pleasantly surprised at the lack of discrimination and the high degree of acceptance from the largely Jewish medical staff.
I was amused by the complaints from fellow Jewish residents when they had to wait in gasoline lines for few minutes in their air-conditioned Mustangs and BMWs during the oil embargo. I could not help comparing that to the experience of third world people standing in line for hours for basic necessities. Was it any surprise that people there wanted to migrate like the masses of Europe had done in the early 20th century?
As a new immigrant I was shocked during the 1976 elections . . .
