The War On Dissent

The War on DissentA few months ago, the superintendent of the building where I have an office drew me aside as I was going to the elevator. "Listen," he said very softly, "I shouldn't be telling you this, they told me not to, but a couple of FBI guys were asking about you yesterday."It was a warm day, but I went cold. "What did they want to know?""Oh, do you just work here or do you live here, too? Where do you go in summer? Who comes to see you?"There was...