I suppose I’m supposed to say something about 9/11. But everything that needs to be said has been said better elsewhere. I refuse to use the occasion to either a) write a self-important “reflective” piece; b) use the occasion to bash Democrats for wanting to “surrender” in Iraq; c) use the occasion to bash Bush for not killing Osama yet. Every other day of the year is fine for that.

Today, I honored the dead by working, spending time with friends and playing with my daughter, the kind of things the victims would still be doing if they hadn’t been murdered. I spent some time remembering on my long drive to and from Austin and would have put my flag up if it hadn’t been pouring rain. I think that’s a more appropriate remembrance than playing politics with the dead.