A friend in Paris asked me what I thought of my visit there after the attacks. I told her I found it frustrating because there didn’t seem to be any real rage.
She barked, “I’m sorry your day trip was frustrating. I can assure you people are mad and grieving.” This was the most passionate I’d seen her about the whole thing. It was the same with everyone I spoke to. When it came to America and burgers and Mickey Mouse, their anger exploded. When it came to a religion dedicated to murdering them, it was nothing but ennui.
My column on the subject is HERE