So impressed, in fact, that a new religion was born out of the old beliefs: the worship of â€˜cargoâ€™ cargo is pidgin for goods of any kind.
The freight cars get priority, * even though their cargo is usually a little less time sensitive than people.
University of Sheffield is developing what it calls a cargo-screening ferret that uses a combination of laser and fiber-optic technology to sniff out the tiniest traces of drugs, weapons, explosives and even illegal immigrants.
So instead of writing new material today, I was rewriting scenes I wrote in the past couple of days, to ensure that I got one character (and important ... let's call it "cargo") into orbit where they have to be for the rest of the book to pan out the way I envision.
A friend of ours, a Mexican, returned from the US and met us in cargo shorts, a Hawaiian shirt and untied jogging shoes .... we teased him unmercifully that he had turned into a gringo.