Nasser. The great Nasser and Berkson feud at the campus of Illinois state university in the mid nineties ranks in collegiate lore and really should be made into a movie. I am working on that and writing some fictional account of these two dudes who did actually have some sort of conflict that I had to hear about for a decade from Berkson. I wasn't there and it occurred at some UN simulation for political science majors I believe in 1995 to 1996. I don't know Berkson don't want to discuss it any more but from what heard from folks that saw it it was amazing. Berkson would often say afterwards that if he saw Nasser dying in the streets from a car wreck he would flick some candy bar wrapper at him. 
A mutual friend told me Dr Nasser courses were a breeze and I took two of his classes and found him entertaining and charming. Sure he was pro- Palestinian and basically used his Mid East politics class Asa one issue platform on the Palestinian cause as Berkson bitched about. So what. I would often tell the mutt Berkson that if either of his English,Danish,Russian, or Norwegian ancestors had been screwed over as a people and had their beautiful countries taken under their fucking feet he might understand a little better. I told Berkson try to imagine one of his four people's being under the swastica banner to this day or if the Zionists decided to make a state in Oslo or fucking Copenhagen. I told him to imagine if the rock was forced to join the NWO or if the Cubs had to play in cardinal red colors. Berkson just could never understand that as I tried to install some sense in him on his immense hatred of the great Dr Nasser. Next time...I take one of Dr Nasser's classes and praise him in front of Berkson one time in the teeny hall lounge room. Next time on the Berkson and Nasser opera.
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