Beginning of Story
"Israel was the homeland of the Jews."
"Don't you mean Zion?"
"No, Israel was completely different. To begin with, it was on the Eastern shore of the Mediterranean, not in the Caucasus Mountains. The Israelis believed it was their ancestral homeland, given to them by God. And maybe most importantly, Jews went to live there of their own free will."
"Wow, yeah, that is quite different."
"Not only that, they had to constantly fight the people who had been living there before, the Palestinians. Both men and women served in the army."
"Wait! Are you telling me that Jews were allowed to carry guns?"
"Hang on, an Overseer is coming."
The boy works quickly down the row to put a little distance between himself and the old man. A nine-foot tall robot rolls into view over the crops. One arm is a machine gun, the other a claw large enough to wrap around a man's throat. Both arms have swastikas by the shoulders. The robot stops at the old man for a minute, looking him over carefully before moving on to the boy.
"Arbeit macht frei" it bellows at each of them in turn before rolling away.