We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember Jethro
saying something like:

It's a good idea in the current climate to keep *any* display of
knowledge of chemistry/physics to yourself.

Bull****.
The more Talibugger sympathisers that blow their hands off in the
preparation of backpacks the better. Ideally they'd find dangerously
incomplete articles on making their bum bombs.