Humor doesn't always heal

October 10, 2001 | 12:34 PM

I've gotten a lot of e-mails lately, some amusing pictures, etc. I got one e-mail that told a story of a father and son 30 years from now walking about where the WTC towers used to be. Father says, "I can't believe the twin towers used to stand here." The boy had never heard of the World Trade Center, so he asked about them. The father replies, "Well, son the twin towers were two huge buildings that symbolized American success. Then one day a group of Arabs came and tore them down." The child then looks up and says, "Daddy, what are Arabs?"

This was mildly amusing when I first read it. But then I looked at some pictures on CNN.com, and now just feel like a bastard. How many innocent civilians are going to die now? Either by being bombed, or by diseases and poverty that comes from living as a refugee... How many? Now I just don't know what to think. On the one hand, I have that yeah they're going to get it now feeling. Then I think about it, and I realize how brutal that idea really is. Who is "they" exactly? Who am I wishing a violent death? Should I be wishing that at all, to anyone? No, I know I shouldn't. Not even Osama bin Laden, or anyone that actually killed anyone. Sometimes I scare myself with what kind of person I can be. This is definitely bringing out the best and worst in me. I'm hating every second of it.

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