It's 11 September

I said just about everything I had to say yesterday. I despise this making of new feast days and especially the way the media makes this one all sackcloth and ashes, all useless wailing and pointless lamentation. No amount of tears will turn back the clock.

Remember, if you will, that the ringleader was eventually hunted down to his doom -- and that vigilance, once awakened, does not quickly or easily fall back to sleep.