"We're strongly advising you

  not to get off the plane at this time." Gen Xers told the waiting-in-the-wings Baby Boomers.  

  One woman gathered her strength, absorbed the weight of the moment as read through the feeling aboard the plane, and asked (i)why?(i) 

  The Gen Xers sat quiet at first. 

  Then one soldier asked another, "Why were they heiling you as Hitler?" 

  The man gathered his strength, considered the levers of flow hanging in the balance, and answered, "I did some cultural work (i)back home(i) in a different discipline." 

  "Are you a hater?" A voice asked as a hand reached up and shut off the seat light. 

  Another hand reached up and turned on a seat light.  "Did you switch political party this last time?" 

  "Who you?" Someone asked. 

  A throat clearing.  And someone saying, "I know I did.  Only because I didn't want to see any more homosexuals killed in the streets of America.  That's the only reason." 

  A hand reached up and shut off a seat light. 

  In the dark a voice said, "I'm sorry you saw that."