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I’m back in New Mexico, after a day spent in a succession of pressurized steel tubes.

I’m not going to chat about the meetings. They weren’t secret, but they were sort of complex, and don’t lend themselves to easy summary.

Let me just say when you start getting correspondence with the letterhead HEADQUARTERS SUPREME ALLIED COMMANDER it tends to attract your attention.

And no, I didn’t meet the supreme commander in person.

Met his posse, though.