Kristine M. Holmgren
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Tuesday, November 20, 2001
Nightmare of Fascism Seems Too Real Since Sept. 11 Attacks
I had the dream again. It is a Technicolor, not-ready-for-prime-time dream, spiced with foul language and blood-chilling foreboding. In my dream, I am held captive in the front seat of a shabby sedan by a fat, dark haired man with a gun. I sit as far from him as I can, silent in my fear. The nauseating foreshadow of death floats through the air of the grubby automobile. I squirm as my obese captor brags about how easy it was to trap me.