On Saturday I shared a cab into Amman from the Allenby Bridge with two Palestinians, a lovely grandmother from Beit Hanina who was very worried that I should get lost, and a Diaspora chemical engineer filled with theories about American Jewish power, which I half-agreed with, because I don’t think the special relationship can be discussed without some reference to the remarkable American Jewish sociology of the last generation. I told him I’m Jewish and told him about non-Zionist stirrings inside the Jewish community, which impressed him, but as he got out of the cab he advised me not to advertise the fact that I’m Jewish in the Arab world. A few minutes later, in the city center, I passed this book stall. Can someone translate for me? Thanks. Update: commenters know the story!