I N . M E A . S H E A R I M.in Jerusalem, everyone is always in a rush. Have you ever seen an Orthodox Jew who is not in a hurry? How much more so on the shortest day of the year, the eve of Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. It was five o'clock in the morning, and this old man had already gone to fetch his chicken to be sure he would fulfill the ancient rite of caparot. The chicken did not break the silence of the street, as if accepting that it was being delivered to its fate