Every time I get ready to fly to somewhere on the other side of the world, I think of the people in the Flat Earth Society. I realize that some people join such societies out of a sense of irony.
But apparently there are people who really believe the Earth is flat, just as there are people who believe that the Beatles are a vast conspiracy, or that the brain of our Republican candidate for president is not crumbling into red dust before our eyes.
I wonder what those people think when they get on a plane and fly half way around the world. Or maybe you could never get them on that plane in the first place, for fear that they might fly over the edge and be lost forever.