Monday, 5 February 2018

A Tale of Headphones

When asked, I openly admit to keeping my distance from fellow Israelis. Unlike other Israelis I know in Australia, who lead a life identical to that they had in Israel in everything but the physical location copied many thousands of kilometres across, I shy from the Israeli.
It has been very hard for me to explain why, though. However, the following story might shed some light. It does not offer an explicit explanation, but it does say most of what there is for me to say on the matter. I call it: a tale of headphones.

Last time I left Israel from a family visit on my way back home, I sat on board an El Al 747 jet. I wore my wired Bose QC25 headphones, which I greatly admired for their noise cancellation (on which I counted for the long flights ahead) and comfort, but generally disliked for their sound quality (admittedly not the biggest of problems in the noisy environment that is the inside of an old jet crowded with Israelis). All of this took place shortly after Bose had announced their then latest model, the QC35 headphones, which were essentially the same headphones with slightly better noise cancellation and - the Crown Jewels - wireless operation via Bluetooth.
Anyway.
As the plane was getting ready to take off, a guy I never saw before and will almost certainly never see again walked across the aisle and stopped by my seat. I looked up to see him staring at me, and took my headphones off so I could hear what he was trying to say to me.
“Oh, best headphones in the world. For wired headphones”, he said in Hebrew.
And he walked away.