The forces of corpo-rate America are finally getting their revenge on Ralph Nader. The legendary consumer advocate and Green Party presidential candidate has just finished preaching to union leaders in Sioux Falls, S.D., railing against a government "of the Exxons, by the General Motors and for the Du Ponts." He left to cheers and handshakes. But when the jubilant Nader arrives at the airport to claim his boarding pass, purchased with his usual senior-citizen discount, there is some jolting news. It turns out that the ascetic Nader— the man who doesn't own a car or a single credit card—has been bumped into first class. Crestfallen, he protests the decision, but there's no room in coach. "A screw-up," Nader mutters. On board the jet, he lowers his face like a guilty man in a lineup, hoping not to be recognized.
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