Opinion: ‘Oh My God He Hit the Rabbi’: How a New York Tote Bag Thug Shook My World
Earlier this week, I was sipping a margarita and eating tapas with a new colleague at an outdoor restaurant on West 23rd Street in Manhattan, when I heard an unfamiliar thud.
This thud was followed by the sound of a body hitting the ground, and the clattering of eyeglasses on pavement. I turned to see a bearded man quickly stand up, put his yarmulke back on, and chase after an assailant who was walking a golden retriever.
Then I heard a woman exclaim, “Oh my god, he hit the rabbi.”