I’m delayed at the Oakland Airport right now (thanks to their ubiquitous corporate sponsors for free the internet connection I can still post) and I just had a time warp while standing in line to pay for a beverage.
The new Harper’s has a strange cover advertising this month’s features: a bloc of articles on “My Great Depression” and “new fiction” from Kurt Vonnegut.
I was shockingly brought out of my time warp when the patron ahead of me asked for a pack of Camel cigarrettes. His bill, $9.32.
LATINO LIKE ME 