How is it...

(4)

Everybody laughed, including me. But instead of directing the cameras to roll again, Ah... chose to follow up: 'You are obviously uncircumcised,' he said. I replied that I was indeed 'uncut.' Ah... then suggested that possibly I should seek out the services of a Muslim physician who could relieve me of my itchy torment. I thanked him. I then suggested that since the cameras were off and I was in such torment, perhaps I could be allowed to scratch my itchy dick to the point of satisfaction. Ah... agreed magnanimously. Everybody turned their heads and I was allowed two or three seconds to scratch my dick. I got through the process just in time.

I was then ready to return to the interview, but Ah... would not hear of it. He seemed to be enjoying the moment. He directed (in Farsi) that the cameras remain in off mode, focused on my crotch. He was apparently planning to spring an attack on The Western (Christian) Penis at my expense. I was left with the clear impression that whereas the Western cameras were indeed turned off, the Muslim cameras were recording every second of what was going on.

Ah... then said something like, 'How is it that you uncircumcised Americans can live in such peace with your circumcised Jews?'