Translation of Integration

From time to time I listen to my old CD collection. However, most of the CD boxes, meaning the covers, are so full of dust that one can hardly see the image. Taste changes with the age, that is known.
Seldom only do such incidents occur, thank God, but the fact is that these incidents, which are started by a relatively small group, need to have a broader support among others in order to exist.
Once at the JFK I had six hours of stop over. That was plenty of time to think whether it was worth flying to Cancun or staying a few days in NY, waiting for the hurricane to pass. I called friends.