British police and MI-5 "thwarted" [a word which has not been used in conversation for the past 150 years until today] a plot to blow up between six and ten US airliners while they were crossing the Atlantic Ocean from Heathrow to JFK or Dulles or LAX.
The Home Secretary held a press conference in London along with the deputy top cop of the London Metropolitan Police.
About an hour later, the Secretary of Homeland Security in Washington had one and was joined by the Attorney General and the head of the FBI.
Helicopters hovered over the flats where the terrorists had lived, met, plotted and, presumably, been caught.
As the morning wore on great (and well deserved) kudos were heaped on the police, intelligence, and security services in the UK, the US and Pakistan for banding together to stop this horrific act.
Meanwhile … In Marietta, Ohio another plot was broken up.
You know about Marietta, Ohio 45750. It is the place where I went to college; met and married the Mullings Director of Standards & Practices; witnessed the birth of The Lad; and served on the City Council.
This, more or less, is what happened, as reported by Brad Bauer in the Marietta Times:
Two guys walked into the Radio Shack in Marietta, Ohio and bought a number of pre-paid cell phones - maybe a dozen. The two guys refused to give the Radio Shack salesman their names when they wanted to purchase time on two of the phones, which the Radio Shack salesman thought was strange.
So, he called the Sheriff's office and told them about these two guys and the cell phones and the name thing.
The Sheriff sent a car out looking for the two guys, found it, and got in behind it.
At some point, the two guys with all the phones but no names made a turn without having first put on their turn signal.
Whoop! Whoop! Traffic stop.
The Sheriff's deputy gets up to the car, sees about a dozen cell phones and what turned out to be $11,000 in cash. And smells Marijuana.
Cell Phones. Turn signal violation. Marijuana. Ohhh, kaaaayyy, boys. Why'nt cha just step out of the car, slowly, and let me see your hands.