Magazines

I have this semi-new hobby where I go to the bookstore and pick up random magazines. Today, N took one magazine from the pile and started reading it. After a while, I noticed him giving me weird looks.

“I have no idea you felt this way,” he finally said. “Why did you never mention anything?”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“This!” he said and gave me the magazine that turned out to be unexpectedly radically pro-Palestinian for our region.

For the next two hours, I had to be providing the pro-Israel point of the view, feeling like a Netanyahu mouthpiece because N suffers when he can’t hear all available points of view.