The Terror of Incompetents
They had a dream. Of blowing things up! Worse than 9-11! Boogaboogabooga!
If only they had a weapon. Or knew how explosives work. Or had some training. Or could find the airport on a map. Or knew what year it was.
What they did have is a dream. And they knew a guy named Adnan. They don’t even know Adnan’s last name, but does that matter? Everyone named Adnan hates us.
There’s more of a threat to life and limb at a Macy’s sale, but nobody there is named Adnan. Therein lies the difference.
I find it reassuring that somewhere in this country there’s a prison housing a lot of wannabe terrorists too incompetent to know how to find a weapon or use it. They’ll get to spend the next few decades mastering incarceration, tough guy talk and bunkie-rape. If they can locate an Idiot’s Guide to show them how.
