I interview a rich black liberal in my flying saucer

Pure gold

Once in a while, I like to take a liberal for a ride.

I have a theory about space.

THE OBVIOUS PART: If you grab a liberal who promotes, from his penthouse, all the usual causes, and you put him face to face, up close, with one of the criminals he claims to love, and that criminal is about to do him grievous bodily harm, he’ll change his tune immediately.

THE TWIST: The problem is, you can’t stage that event on a voluntary basis. The liberal isn’t going to take a cab downtown and mingle with street predators just so you can confirm a hypothesis.

THE INNOVATION: But I go the other way. I take a liberal a few light years out from Earth — I INCREASE the distance drastically — and interesting things begin to happen.

Here’s a recent case in point: