I’d find this essay on the American burqa industry (that is, cosmetics) much more effective if the author would’ve taken a deep breath and reminded himself of the following facts: 1) even when you’re as bad at eyeliner as I am it does not obscure your vision to the extent of causing you to fall down in the street; 2) if your makeup slips off during the day the worst that can happen is horror and/or derision and/or pity from passersby, and even then you’ve got to have been messing with some truly badass lipliner; 3) no American woman, not even in Superior NE, has been murdered for not wearing full makeup. Essay courtesy of the same godforsaken town that claimed that the Giants’ Series defeat was a sign that America was a truly evil place.