I was up pretty late on Sunday night when I heard from a friend that Osama bin Laden was killed at his compound in Pakistan by Navy Seals. And I am sure that future generations will wonder how we all felt at this moment. Well, they have the videos. I mean, the crowds at the White House; crowds I have not seen since Obama won the office. And guess who I think has just won the 2012 election (Trump, get a haircut and go home)?
And how do I feel? I have family in New York and I wondered about them the day of the attack (an aunt worked in a hospital - that was as close as it got for my family). I also have a travel story about 9/11 that I should share: I bought a ticket from Tokyo to Toronto in August of 2001; September changed my plans, meaning that the travel agent who sold me the ticket contacted me to tell me that the plane route would no longer be passing through New York (I had to take a longer flight through Atlanta). On that flight back - over twelve hours one-way - the plane was almost empty. And that was when I felt fear. If one man could be in charge of such a panic, then he had to be taken out.
Wave a flag, have a drink, and smile...
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