Today, I'm going on my lunch walk, and up ahead on the sidewalk is a man kneeling on a prayer rug towards Mecca (my physics brain calculated that his facing was pretty accurate, assuming a great circle route). He's next to a big grey van with dusty windows. As I pass him by, I get the heebie-jeebies. Inside my cranium, Mr. Liberal braincell starts to war with Mr. Mistrustful-of-Muslims-with-large-anonym
So if a radiological bomb goes off at LAX today, I just want to leave this message on the internet so that you can all blame me for not stopping it.