Hi readers. Thanks for coming by for a read.
Back before 9/11 the airline flights over the US almost always had a few terrorists aboard. You’d see them hanging around DFW or Atlanta, or LAX wandering around the boarding areas looking hopefully at the other passengers. A couple of typical Turks, or Iranians, or Arabs, or Israelis, or Northern Irishmen. Just wandering around watching people in hopes some of their fellow passengers would be worth killing, or even getting themselves into trouble, wasting a bomb on.
Aside from an occasional hijacking they mostly never did anything. Fact was, the people sharing their flights were just a bunch of bureaucrats, bleating women, corporate zombies, and people going somewhere to meet people of the opposite sex they’d become acquainted with on the Internet. Just typical Americans. Worthless as hell, and certainly not worth the life of a highly trained terrorist.
But when 9/11 came along it made all those non-terrorist passengers feel a lot better about themselves. Nothing changed with the terrorists, but the typical Americans were generally elevated by the whole thing. Suddenly it seemed to them that someone thought they were worth killing.
Turned out it was such an uplifting experience for them the government decided they liked having all the spinoff benefits …. trotted out a lot of airport security, Homeland Security, 87 new layers of cops and surveillance, and legions of new guys wearing berets carrying machine guns to go off places terrorists came from and blow away anyone who might think Americans were worth killing.
Worked out fairly well, all in all. Win-win-win. Only downside is that so many of the Americans who use to be not be worth killing decided it might be better not to get on airplanes if they could avoid it. Those people over there where terrorists come from might begin to be pissed off, eventually. Might start killing some people who aren’t over in those countries they come from and aren’t just wearing berets, battle dress uniforms, and dropping grenades into the market places full of women and kids.
Going back to not being worth killing might be nice. But you can’t get there from here, I reckons.