Friday, August 11, 2006
n Terrorism, Lamont, the New Yorker and Life
Sometimes I don’t post for a while because nothing has light my fire. Then there are times like now. Sorry, this is another long post.
The event at Heathrow yesterday hit very close to home. I have been through Heathrow several times (though the best point of entry to the U.K. is Manchester International Airport). The sight of those travelers disembarking once they got to the U.S. with all of their on board parcels reduced to a single plastic baggie was saddening. I have made that flight more times than I care to remember, and each time I sleep a little, read a little, listen to a book on my IPOD, work on my laptop, and brush my teeth (usually twice). Somehow I think little of that happened on yesterday’s flights (the few that took off).
