The Religious Implications of Nudity
…enough to remember when flying was fun. More than once I’d arrived at the airport gate breathless from waiting a little too long to leave home, but when I settled into that seat I knew I would soon be airborne, soaring like a bird on performance-enhancing drugs. The sense of freedom and fun (and free food, even if airline food) was exhilarating. The airport has now become a place of horror. Do they have full-body scanners? I wonder as I’m herded…
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