The monster flew to New York, stood up at a podium in the United Nations, held up a little personal device, grinning like a boy, boasting about murdering people with exploding pagers. It almost seems like we don't know how to respond to such evil. We want to be worldly. We don't want to appear naive, or perhaps quaint. It's the United Nations, it's normalized. In congress they give long standing ovations. We don't know what to do with our dignity. I read in The Silence, Life can get so interesting that we forget to be afraid. 

We've crossed an unaccountable threshold. This is our time.