I’m going through the airport. My shoes are off. My liquids are in an approved ziplock bag. They’re all less than two ounces. Much of the divide in the politics that we deal with today accelerated when a handful of airplanes were used as weapons on a day in September whose number was picked so that we would never forget it. Osama Bin Laden, who picked that number and fashioned that plot, is dead. The permanent damage that he inflicted upon the this nation and the world will live on for decades after him.
What did we win? Where is the justice? Is this really “Mission Accomplished?”