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commie pinko godless humanist. I felt like a spy. In truth I wasn't quite as radical as a lot of my friends but I definitely leaned left and was not religious. The good news was that back then the U.S. wasn't as bitterly divided as it is now. I didn't throw my beliefs in their faces and they didn't throw theirs in mine. Well, not much.
At one meal, a member of the British nobility remarked that he thought Pinochet, the murderous Argentine dictator, was a great man. I guess my eyes widened in shock because his wife turned to me and winked. Ahah! Another undercover bleeding heart!