The distraught young man was perched on the fortieth-floor ledge of a midtown hotel and threatening to jump. The closest the police could get was the roof of an adjacent building a few feet below. However, all pleas to the man to return to safety were of no avail. A priest from the nearest parish was summoned, and he hastened to the scene.”Think, my son,” he intoned to the would-be suicide. “Think of your mother and father who love you.”
“Aw, they don’t love me,” the man replied. “I’m jumping!” “No! Stop!” cried the priest. “Think of the woman who loves you!”
“Nobody loves me! I’m jumping!” came the response. “But think,” the priest implored, “think of Jesus and Mary and Joseph who love you!”
“Jesus, Mary and Joseph?” the man queried, “who are they?”
At which point the cleric yelled back, “Jump, you Jew bastard, jump!”