“My house! My house is on fire!” “The Chinees did it.” “The Chinese? What?” “Not the Chinese. The Chinees. Bob and Ethel Chinee. You know: the Chinees. They live down the street in the house with all the security cameras and suspiciously few Uighurs.” “What? I don’t care right now. The house is actively ablaze!” “Some … Continue reading A Dialogue That Is About What It’s About, And Certainly Nothing More