To be honest, I never liked the World Trade Center. I always thought it knocked the New York City skyline out of whack. The city looked more elegant when the Empire State Building was New York's (and the world's) tallest structure.
No more Mr. Nice Guy. This reflects, quite properly, the sentiment of most Americans in the wake of the horrific terrorist attacks against the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, with the White House and Air Force One themselves as apparent targets.
A little more than a week ago, according to police reports, a woman named Nicole walked into the Wiens' house with a bottle of whipped cream and some sex toys, looked around at the mob of boys and girls, and said something like, "Aren't some of these a little young for my act?"
Sen. Tom Daschle, looking as if he were struggling to avert his gaze from the sack of Rome, tells us on television two or three times every day that he cannot stand the mere thought of it, that Candidate Bush would say one thing about Social Security and the fiscal surplus and contemplate, now, something else.
One hundred years ago this week, on Sept. 14, 1901, one of the greatest American presidents took the oath of office. When President William McKinley died at an assassin's hand, Theodore Roosevelt succeeded him.
The United Nations has another September problem now, smaller but in many ways more interesting than the race conference disaster in Durban, South Africa.
"Words Can Heal" is the name of the latest celebrity-endorsed cause. Its goal is to "reduce verbal violence and gossip." Too bad that it fights gossip and verbal abuse with celebrities who hire PR flacks, politicians and a warped message.