17th January 2002


While flipping through a magazine, I come across a one-panel cartoon that depicts �Afgani women�s wear� as though it were being sold at the Gap. The old woman sitting next to me on the bus points at the cartoon.

Her: I want to buy one of those.

Me: A chador?

Her: A burqa.

Me: Really?

Her: Sure. You never have to worry about how your hair looks, or if you�re getting wrinkly. You don�t have to do your nails.

Me: I suppose that’s true.

Man across from us: They never go out of style.

Her: Exactly. Exactly!

5:15 p.m.