A respected Rabbi was travelling from Philadelphia to Orlando for the winter, and a wandering Jew joined him on the road. It was raining hard and the Rabbi complained bitterly that his car would become stuck in the mud and he would not arrive before the Sabbath, when all travel must cease. The Jew said, "Have faith. God will see you safely to your destination."
They proceeded, and became stuck behind the slow-moving convoy of a powerful politician, known for his wicked statements about the Jews and his oppressive ways. The Rabbi lamented, "Now we are sure to be stuck on the road, behind this schmendrick. And if we try to go around, he will surely notice us and make our lives miserable." Again, his travelling companion urged him to be patient and trust in God.
Several miles later, as the huge limousine of the politician struggled through the mud, a company of soldiers marched in front. The Rabbi tore at his hair and wailed, "Now we are surely doomed. The preacher has called these men to kill us!" The unnamed Jew beside him frowned and said, "Where is your faith, that you think the worst? Perhaps these men have no interest in us, for we are but humble folk." Even this did not calm the Rabbi, who said, "Even so, stuck behind marching men we will be lucky to find a Kosher motel before the Sabbath arrives." His companion said nothing. But soon, the soldiers finished stamping down the mud so that the politician's convoy could be on it's way quickly, and assuming they were part of the esteemed entourage, let the two travelling Jews pass close behind. They flew down the highway in the politician's wake, and arrived before the sun went down.
The Rabbi exclaimed, "You were right all along! We would never have reached Orlando if not for the preacher or the soldiers. God always helps us to fulfill his commandments. Who are you, traveller? I never even asked your name."
The wandering Jew replied, "You can call me Klum." And no more was said.
It was discovered, when the evil politician arrived at his destination, to raise support for some new terrible edict, his throat had been cut. No one saw it done, and no one knows how it happened.