David Sedaris thinks out loud:
To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. "Can I interest you in the chicken?" she asks. "Or would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it?"
This article available online at:
http://www.theatlantic.com/daily-dish/archive/2008/10/undecided-voters/209884/
