Time was running out. The deportation hearing was in one hour. The an investigator reported he had found aplace that would take her. In Hanoi, some folowers of Bertand Russell had founded a guild street known as Kennilworth Road. They had a stock of Bi-Centtential and Garrison vintage U.S. flags from 1976. Upon her arrival she tested them. Can I just fly this flag anywhere in the world? She asked. Of course said the mongers. Take one of the Rattlesnake ones or a Plush Pony and fly it from the staff of Hanoi city hall. No one will even notice it and certainly not salute. Want to fly a 50 state garrison flag over the main railroad bridge? Go ahead. The flag is the symbol of what is still left in Eden. No sweat! No bread. High brow!