Dining on fear

You know, I thought I was the only one on the planet who was cynical about the reality of last week's "imminent" terror plot to blow up 10 planes over the Atlantic. The more I heard, the more it sounded like the little boy who cried wolf.

But all I heard from the major media outlets was what a grave day it was, and how lucky we were to have been right on the brink of disaster, and yet lived to tell the tale.

Danger, Danger Will Robinson!

But were we on the brink? Or was this another Minority Report case where the thought police struck a bunch of wannabes. According to the US authorities this was the Big-One - the doomsday attack they all say will come if we elect Ned Lamont in Connecticut. The one we've been conditioned to fear. According to the Brits, well, it's hard to tell...

Finally, today I read a bit of common skepticism in David Godlstein's opinion article on HuffPo. Apparently there are others in Britian who are now becoming equally as skeptical.

So, the question presents itself: How imminent was an attack on international flights by "terrorists" who had not only not purchased tickets, but didn't even have passports - so they wouldn't be able to board a plane?

Hmmm... was the planned attack imminent - or only the necessity of telling us disgruntled, disillusioned, distrusting, poll-sagging Americans about it?

It's getting hard to taste the truth when you've been fed lies and untruths for so long.

Fear - it's what's for dinner...

But one thing's for sure. None of this has one damned thing to do with Iraq.