When things go on high alert around these parts, I tune out. I heard Diane Sawyer talking about some explosive cherry-red cocktail this morning called "Mother of Satan" (apt), but I couldn't be bothered to pay attention. Just so long as I can still bring a book in my carry-on luggage, we're okay. And yeah, just as long as no planes explode mid-flight over the Atlantic. All this talk of terrorist plots and mass murder on an incomprehensible scale is heart-warming, no?
To see or not to see World Trade Center; that is the question. Any thoughts on this? I'm leaning towards not going. I think I'm in the "too soon" camp. I also have conspiracy theories about Oliver Stone and GWB working together on the film to drum up support for the war in Iraq, but you know, I am sure Big Brother has tabs on "Queens is the New Manhattan" (I have like, 32 profile views, y'all), so I won't elaborate.