Muslim slaves and Muslim masters
Posted on September 6, 2007
Into an airport full of Afghani, Pakistani, Indian and Bangladeshi villages let loose on the deserts of the Arabian Peninsula. Strung across the floor of the airport, asleep, awake and most in between. The passengers and workers in the airport are the same people. Immigration brings out the Arabs, sitting at their desks chatting with each other, laughing, one occasionally reconstituting the line.