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In a Mellow Mood

Shocking news: Israelis have become more pleasant, less abrasive.

JERUSALEM — Between the ages of twenty-two and thirty-six, I lived off and on in Israel. While traveling a lot, I maintained my main residence there for ten of those fourteen years. Yet, since I returned to the United States in 1994, I have only managed three brief visits, the last six years ago. Heading back this time for a four-week sojourn, time enough to reacquaint myself with the terrain, I was filled with both anticipation and trepidation. Getting off the plane from Miami in a foreign metropolis with rapacious cabdrivers shouting guttural imprecations in alien tongues only added to my fears. Then I left New York and flew on to Tel Aviv.

To my very pleasant surprise, the culture of social interaction there has undergone a major modification. Once upon a time, not so very long ago, the experience of contracting to purchase goods or services was as adversarial as the battlefields where the local persona was honed. The first rule of commerce was: the customer is always wrong. The only time a shopper was treated solicitously was when a woman’s exterior motif stimulated the salesman’s ulterior motive. Not only would they not give you the time of day, you were lucky to get the week or month.

Back in the Eighties, a friend of mine was twisting with insomnia at two a.m. when he recalled that he had not yet sent a telegram of condolence to a friend stateside whose father had passed away. Remembering the Western Union number which was said to work 24 hours a day, he called in to compose his missive. After many rings, the phone was finally picked up by an obviously annoyed employee who thought he was entitled to snooze his way through the night shift.

“What’s the matter with you?” the man shouted. “Who sends a telegram at such an outlandish hour?”

Another experience still fresh in my mind was a visit to a government office of some kind circa 1990. This particular functionary was being none too cordial. Looking up at the plaques on his wall, I noticed one certifying his completion of the Dale Carnegie course. Subtly trying to appeal to his better angels, I asked him if he had found the Carnegie program beneficial. He immediately caught on to my approach and he responded with a harsh laugh. “Yeah, they send us to these training seminars, supposedly to expand our horizons. But we don’t fall for this weak-kneed stuff.”

A third anecdote came back to me when I passed a Jerusalem appliance store where I had bought a refrigerator in 1990. The woman who waited on me gave me a dry recital covering the relative virtues of the three models I was considering. After I had chosen one and was filling out the forms, she handed me one more document to sign. “This is to acknowledge receipt of the microwave.”

“What microwave?”

“The company is running a special promotion where whoever buys this fridge also gets a free microwave.” Somehow it had never occurred to her to mention this as a selling point.

This time around I have found a transformed commercial landscape. Already on the El Al plane flying over I was amazed by the degree of sensitivity and care offered to a woman who had slept through the breakfast service. In the shops, storekeepers and cashiers are showing a friendly face to all ye who enter. The surly bus drivers of old seem more relaxed and accommodating. The cab drivers are much less pushy about trying to sell you on letting them charge you an estimated price without running the meter. Even when I had to cancel a $250 jeep tour through the Judean Desert less than 48 hours in advance, the fellow who lost the gig was very understanding, without a single false note in his polite response.

The truth is Israelis were always nice people in a broader sense, stepping in to help people in need. There was no problem of street crime and even heated verbal disagreements almost never came to blows. Still, the constant threat of random violence from lurking enemies had bred an abrasive affect, a pugnacious pose. How nice that they are learning to display their affable natures even where the pedestrian transactions of life are being negotiated.

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About the Author

Jay D. Homnick, commentator and humorist, is a frequent contributor to The American Spectator. He also writes for Human EventsHere he speaks at the Rally for Religious Freedom in Miami on June 8, 2012.

Letter to the Editor View all comments (39) |

Laney Bormel| 7.23.09 @ 9:00AM

My first visit to Israel was in 1974. I was told about the brusqueness of the natuve population, but was unprepared that people whose DNA resembled mine, having sprung from the same remnant clan, were so utterly devoid of subtlety or the politeness we American Jews, as I was reminded constabtly, took for granted. One co-religionist thought nothing of telling me to emigrate to Israel because I would bring my alimony and child support. By that time in my visit, I wasn't even shocked at the suggestion.

Israelis who move to the USA must be appalled at how "soft" we Jews are here. But we have always understood why they dispense with the niceties as death and sorrow are their daily companions, and so we indulge their overt blurtings and shake our heads.

II don't know why this conversion to simple manners has occured, but it can't be a bad thing. Oy vey.

Roland Burgess| 7.23.09 @ 10:49AM

Having just read an Article on the Wall, I have to wonder if a serious reduction in constant attacks has something to do with this mellowing out. Good fences make good neighbors, my mother always said.

Old Texican| 7.23.09 @ 1:00PM

Interesting article, Jay

One thought: During the weeks and months following 9/11...We Americans were more kind to each other, mellow?). We saw it all across the country. (I travel a lot).

I wonder if Obama's turn to the Moslems has equated to the same post 9/11 (we are all in this together "mellow"), among Iraelis?

It is pretty obvious that they, (Israelis), are quietly girding their loins for a battle for their existence on earth.

Manya Shochet| 7.23.09 @ 2:50PM

Texican--I have lived in Israel for over 25 years, and we've always been "girding [our] loins for a battle for [our] existence on earth".

What has changed over the last few years is that Israelis have been travelling more, experiencing a less abrasive variety of interpersonal relations in the public sphere.

Plus, the system here has become less socialistic and more profit-oriented, and Israelis, who were always canny, have learned that it pays to be pleasant.

Old Texican| 7.23.09 @ 4:25PM

Hi back, Manya

Texas mottos: "Come and Take It"
Another motto: "Drive Friendly!"

Another motto: "Remember the Alamo!"
(Oh, you must read that story)

Even in Israel you must have heard the phrase..."draw a line in the sand..."
The actual real occurrence took place at a small fort in Texas...in the courtyard of the Alamo.

We real Texans are on your side. We remember how it feels to be outnumbered and surrounded.

We bless Israel, and thank Jesus Christ for our adoption to Israel.

Occam's Razor| 7.23.09 @ 5:46PM

I lived in Texas for 8 years---graduated from TCU and UTMB (MD). G-d Bless TX, Old Texican.

Pingback| 7.23.09 @ 7:17PM

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Richard Baker| 7.24.09 @ 11:52PM

Wonder how many of the critics of the Israelis would stay or be pleasant when one is on a war-footing/mentality 24 hours a day? Maybe that explains the rudeness of folks from New York, Chicago, Philadelphia, Boston, LA and many other similar locations. Seriously, remember these American people aren't living under the shadow of imminent death and destruction 24 hours a day. What's then is their excuse?

Rich Rostrom| 7.26.09 @ 4:42PM

David Brooks has reported stories of an Israeli being in line to make a savings deposit and having the other people in line start a debate over whether he should invest the money elsewhere. And of another who called Information for a restaurant's number, to have the operator tell him "Ach, you don't want to eat there."

Not hostile, but aggressive - very aggressive.

Pingback| 7.27.09 @ 1:07PM

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swizzle| 8.3.09 @ 10:36AM

lmao, hes white so naturally his view of Israel is warped. If he were an Arab he would never have been able to do half the things he claims he did without experiencing discrimination at every turn.

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