It's been a year since the incident. You are sitting in a concourse of an airport. You look up from your newspaper and see six Arab men praying loudly. As you board the flight, you hear them shouting: "Allah! Allah! Allah!" After stowing your carry-ons, you notice that the six Arab men have split into three groups of two: two at the front, two in the middle, two at the rear. The two in front are asking for seat-belt extensions. They are not overweight."Stewardess?" the man next to you calls. "Stewardess, I'm afraid that there are six Arab-looking men on the plane who are acting suspiciously." He describes their behavior.
"Oh, yes," the stewardess says. "Don't worry about them." The man turns back to his magazine.
The woman across the aisle prods him. "Frankly, sir, I'm a bit surprised at your close-mindedness," she says.
The cabin doors are closed. The plane taxis. Take-off is smooth.
And about half an hour after take-off, the two Muslim men at the front of the plane strangle the stewardesses to death.
The two at the back of the plane pull out knives they have smuggled through security.
And you realize that we no longer live in a safe world where the ACLU and Muslim sensitivities should be a first concern. You realize that your first priority should have been getting off that plane. And you realize that intentionally or unintentionally, the six Arab men who were pulled off the plane a year ago aided and abetted the six Arab terrorists who are taking over your plane today. They preyed on your liberal sensibilities, your fears of being called a "racist."
Then you hear the woman across the aisle. "Okay," she says to herself, "maybe they're just getting up to use the restrooms."