Derb, before you head to Berkeley, call
me down here in Big D for some crunchy-con tips on how to disguise yourself
to look like a native. Back in the early 1990s, when I worked for the
Washington Times, I gallivanted around in longish hair and combat boots.
People at parties routinely assumed I was a left-liberal. It’s amazing what
people will tell you unbidden if they think you’re one of them.