This article originally appeared in the Spectator in 1991 You are a Spectator reader, an honest, law-abiding, professional with moderate political views. You think you don’t look like a terrorist. Think again. I arrived at Heathrow airport with a good 50 minutes to spare before my scheduled flight to Berlin was due to leave. I
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