I was nowhere doing nothing of importance so I watched it all day and all night for the better part of a week. I am a b boxing fan and tend to look at life in boxing metaphors. It had been years since this country had been punched hard and knocked on it s butt. The response is always the true test of any fighter, will you walk around and try to figure out what happened and rationalize it or will you get up and punch right back and go toe to toe letting the other guy know it is to the death , all bets are off. It was to the death for them and not so much with us. We cry about what comforts we have lost or the affronts to our political and world view that we have faced . The other fighter sleeps on dirt eats whatever he can find figures one more day above ground to hit that other fker again even harder is all that matters. For me life has been great since 911 it has not changed in any way that I can complain about knowing there are people around me with far less still happy and smiling. I may die tomorrow so I choose to live in the moment.