The only time I’ve ever been unable to communicate, many years ago, was with a nun who spoke no English, in San Jose, Costa Rica. My Spanish is abysmal. We hugged instead.

Gosh, you’d think security at LaGuardia Airport would be able to tell if a woman were wearing unmentionables under her shorts and tee-shirt–I mean isn’t that why we have the new see-through screening box?– but apparently JetBlue supervisor Victor Rodriguez, who was working the airline ticket counter, decided to check for himself once Malinda Knowles had boarded her flight to West Palm Beach, Florida.

France isn’t like the US. Vive la differénce!