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Giday, humans.

Welcome to safe space for dangerous ideas, and I'm currently huddled in a nook at an airport.

Denver Airport in the beautiful Rockies, the Rocky Mountain West, as we call it, or I call it that, someone else might as well.

This is the kind of humiliation and indignity that I routinely endure in my service to you,

my dear listener, even more dear, if you're a paid subscriber.

See, I'm on holiday.

Well, I'm really bringing my grandchildren to see their grandparents in the United States of America.

And, you know, airports are not very easy places to find a quiet spot to record.

So I'm huddled next to a big door that says trash only.

Solo basura underneath.

No recycling.

No reclice.

Underneath it.

And a lot of very, very short, very friendly Latina ladies pushing enormous garbage carts past me.

Look at me.

They look at me with an inquisitive gaze as I sit huddled here,

talking into my microphone.

But they don't think that I'm a terrorist.

I don't think.

They don't think that I'm a terrorist.

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