The Intruder

The crash of breaking glass -- lots of breaking glass -- startled Vicki Mohler awake in her Brooklyn Park home Monday morning.

She leaped out of bed and saw her two children safe in their rooms, but she heard footsteps on the linoleum of her kitchen floor.

"Who's here?" she screamed, as the footsteps continued down her basement stairs. "What do you want?"

No, I Didn't

Vote for Bush. Even though I pulled his lever.

I was voting against the other clown. The one who invented the Internet. The one whose wife wants the government in charge of popular music.

I was wrong.

When the Democrats left office they left behind them at least one strong and effective policy against terrorism. Hijacked aircraft were to be intercepted and forced down. Immediately. No discretion. No exceptions. No excuses. And the world knew it.

On June 1, 2001, Rumsfeld's Pentagon trashed it. Now there would be no interceptions. Except on the order of Donald Rumsfeld. And on September 11 there was no such order. None that we know of. And nobody cares.

So one bright Tuesday morning I stood behind the glass walls of a Manhattan office tower and watched a neighboring tower burn. And then another one.

I don't like Kerry any more than I liked what's his name. But I don't think I'll make the same mistake twice.

The Old Gods Return

In February of this year in Orel, vandals at the Russian Orthodox church broke windows, destroyed bookstalls, and attempted to set the iconostasis, which was under restoration, on fire. They left a slogan on the walls saying, “The Jewish God will depart, praise to the gods” and a symbol resembling a nazi swastika.