Another 11th

Another 11th
: I went through the World Trade Center today. It’s never a routine trip, no matter how often I take it: always bringing back memories, always sobering, always sad, always angering as the PATH train bends around a corner and I look across the huge field of destruction and death down there. Today was a bad day, for I thought of the thousands of victims and their families in Spain, targets of more senseless, evil, inhuman — every adjective is inadequate — terrorism. I am sad for them. I am angry for them. I support them as they begin a period of grief and rage we know, too. Not much more to be said right now, but God bless you.