I hate terror and death. They just stopped shooting in Mumbai and I’m still slicing turkey - that’s how much I don’t want to think about it. I could have been one of those people taking advantage of a special rate at the Taj, tooling around old Bombay having the time of my life. That’s what they come to take.
They sow fear. Sowing fear in America is like announcing a sale at WallMart, where everything is already half-off, including firearms. They trampled a store employee to death yesterday, on Black Friday, where people go crazy shopping. The police are looking for suspects. Where would you like to die? India or Underwear? It’s Black Friday all over, though shopping is the only thing they talk about on TV. That's what Bush told us to do after 9/11: Go shopping. I wonder what they're saying in Mumbai?
I’m out of Mayo. In fact, we’re closing early. My wife insists on seeing Slum Dog Millionaire, about a peasant in Mumbai who wins money on a game show but is tortured by the authorities because they think he was lying about where he got the answers. They say it’s good. I think it has a happy ending.
