. . . what do sinners hear and see? They may not be looking down on us, but even looking from a different direction, don’t the damned see and hear as much as the saved?
In which case, Osama bin Laden must be getting a big chuckle out of what he sees. Every time I go through airport security I lose my patience because I not only need to remove parts of my clothing (I am tempted to dispense with the whole charade of dignity and go through the scanner butt naked); but I also need to misplace possessions that I have assembled and ordered on my person precisely so as not to misplace them. At such moments Mr. Laden must be gleeful. Who else do we have to blame for an element of air travel that took an already uncomfortable form of transportation (gone are the days of air travel’s glamour) and turned it into Greyhound? Strike that. Flying is worse than bus travel since at least with the bus you don’t have to unpack and repack before boarding.
Call me “tight jaws.”
Old Life 