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One time on a flight I experienced brutal turbulence for nearly half an hour. Passengers were vomiting, bags falling from the overhead compartments. I heard objects shattering in the crew galley. It was the worst turbulence I’ve ever endured.
As we approached the end of it, I felt the pilot push on the throttle and accelerate the plane out of the storm. It was enough to push your back firmly against the seat, as in takeoff. You could feel the plane gain altitude and speed, and you could imagine the pilot exhaling in great relief. The engines and their human masters had triumphed over disordered nature. I remember how satisfying it all felt.
If I had to pick one vignette from my life to describe my politics, this would probably be it.
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