I took my family to the Twin Towers 2 months ago. I still remember the faces: the cashier at Sbarro up at the 110 floor, the elevator operator. All dead. I can't get my head around it. There I was, juggling a pocketful of change and 2 kids, holding back the line. And she smiled at me and asked how old the kids were. And now she is dead.

Now, people here say something against "war crimes". I hope that our crimes will be just as unexpected for them as theirs were a shock for us. Kill bin Laden's teacher. Level all mosques in his native city. The only reason 110 floors of concrete never tunmbled down before is because people never thought about it. Now we need to think of something that will pain them as what they do pains us. God help us stay different from them! Because I know that I am loosing the diffirence right now.