{"id":118223,"date":"2017-10-23T11:06:58","date_gmt":"2017-10-23T19:06:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/?p=118223"},"modified":"2017-10-23T11:07:12","modified_gmt":"2017-10-23T19:07:12","slug":"when-i-was-nineteen-years-old-elie-wiesel-grabbed-my-ass","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/?p=118223","title":{"rendered":"‘When I was nineteen years old, Elie Wiesel grabbed my ass’"},"content":{"rendered":"

Jenny Listman writes<\/a>:<\/p>\n

The photographer was about to take the photo when Elie Wiesel yelled, \u201cWait!!\u201d. He then lunged (this is not an exaggeration\u200a\u2014\u200ahe looked as if he was performing a fencing move) out of the middle of the arrangement, across the line of family members, towards his right, towards me. Pushing with his hands, he shoved me and my boyfriend apart, inserted himself between us, placed one arm over each of our shoulders, and then gave a nod to the photographer and said, \u201cOk.\u201d
\nWeird.
\nThe photographer re-focused his lens, which took some time. The hand on my right shoulder moved a few inches down my back to be on my shoulder blade. Maybe his hand had been uncomfortable in its original position. Although, how could it be more comfortable now that it was not resting on top of something? I didn\u2019t have an answer for myself. The hand moved lower. It moved again. This happened slowly, over a period of seconds; a physical impossibility that is possible under such circumstances. I was in disbelief.
\n\u201cThat can\u2019t be what he\u2019s doing. That can\u2019t be what he\u2019s doing. That can\u2019t be what he\u2019s doing.\u201d
\n\u201cHis hand is still in a normal position. It is still in a normal position, now. Even now, it is still in a normal position.\u201d
\nThe photographer snapped the photo. Simultaneously, Elie Wiesel\u2019s right hand had reached my right ass cheek, which he squeezed. The photo was over, the photographer leaned back from crouching over his camera, the group separated, smiling at eachother, and Elie Wiesel immediately RAN, disappearing straight into the crowd of over 1000 people who were nearly all standing up. Already gray-haired at that time, Weisel\u2019s agility impressed me as he fled the scene of the crime.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Jenny Listman writes: The photographer was about to take the photo when Elie Wiesel yelled, \u201cWait!!\u201d. He then lunged (this is not an exaggeration\u200a\u2014\u200ahe looked as if he was performing a fencing move) out of the middle of the arrangement, … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3604],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-118223","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-elie-wiesel"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t