In light of the horrible events that took place 90 miles away from us, we were somehow able to recognize the dark humor in that we are here in Ft. Washington and,
hopefully, any attack here wouldn’t be because hijackers got us confused with the real Washington.
The Pentagon is partially destroyed and on fire. The World Trade Center and surrounding buildings are obliterated. All air travel has been suspended.
My heart goes out to the families of those involved. Many thanks to those of you who wrote me asking if I was okay. It’ll take a lot more than cowardly yellow-bellied
pussy terrorists to take me down. What this country needs now is an answer. What that will be isn’t up to me. However, I have plenty of suggestions. Most of them
involve burial at sea, but I digress. We’ll overcome this. We’ll recover. Things may be different, but you can’t stop the heart of a champion. As Americans, we are all
champions. A hero like Superman would be convenient right about now, but in the meantime, I’m ready to let the American military administer punishment. If you are
anywhere near the tri-state area, give blood! Only good can come of it, plus you can trick your friends into thinking you’re doing drugs by showing off the needle wound.
Ahem.