This comes from a Tim Russert column yesterday:

September 11, 2001. I don’t think the English language has yet found the words to describe the pain and anguish we felt that day. And yet we learned much about each other. The bravery of the first responders who went up the stairs of burning buildings. The heroic selfless souls on United flight #93. The patience of tens of thousands of drivers who left the devastated areas in an orderly way.

I have not honked my car horn since September 11 as a gesture of respect to all of them.

The column leaves me with a lot of questions: For instance, does Russert persevere with this non-honking tribute even when an inattentive driver is swerving into him? If he sees someone he knows while he’s driving, does L’il Russ refrain from giving a friendly toot hello? How long will he keep giving this non-honking tribute? Are patient NewYork City motorists touched by this silent gesture? And lastly, is this not the most asinine tribute to 9/11 conceived by anyone, anywhere at any time?

While the article raises many questions, it also answers one. Now we know why Russert had a ghost writer for that moving tribute he “wrote” about his father.

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