On The Other Hand, I’ve Never Claimed To Be A Journalist
Yes, I know, cry a river for the foreigners. But pieces like this make me nervous about my infrequent crossing and recrossing of international borders, and (perhaps more rationally) my upcoming visa reclassification.
(For what it’s worth: Not counting time spent standing in lines, it has taken me an average of about forty-five seconds to be admitted to the US.)
