Why I'm not scared

October 9, 2001 | 01:23 PM

We were talking last night about how it is possible for the whole country to be wiped out in no time, if someone evil gets a hold of crop-dusters, or access to various nucleus plants. A lot of people are kind of freaking out, almost like it was 1999 again. The new millenium, you know, was supposed to bring disaster (as if God cares worth a dime about our human calendar). This is Y2K fever all over again, except this time it's a more legitimate fear, I think. But I am not freaking out. First of all, my dad is from Bosnia. I'm willing to bet that he's seen a lot worse than this. People so often ignore death when it happens elsewhere, but as soon as it hits close to home, all of a sudden it's the end of the world. And second, I could die driving home on Friday. This whole war and terrorism deal is just another drop in the danger bucket. I'm not afraid. If I die, I die. Lots of people do it every day. Why stick around here unnecessarily if you could go kick it with God for a while, away from every dangerous thing? Osama bin Laden doesn't scare me, violence doesn't scare me, and death doesn't scare me. Why should it?

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