A slip of the tongue by a member of al-Qaeda may have betrayed the fact that Osama bin-Laden is dead. Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, who has confessed to being one of the masterminds behind the September 11 attacks, made the mistake during a TV interview to be broadcast on the first anniversary of 911 on al-Jazeera, the Arab satellite TV network. During the interview, he referred to bin-Laden, who has not been seen since the fall of the Taliban, in the past tense.
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Whitley Strieber posted this Journal on September 27, 2001: Before September 11, we were one country. Now we are another. In the old America, we were self-assuredly embarking on what was actually a very strange and forked road. On the one hand, our new administration was promoting globalism and free trade. On the other, it was pursuing a policy of isolation and disengagement. It had more-or-less withdrawn from the Arab-Israeli peace process. Our national defense was being refocused on two things: a massive reduction in our conventional armed forces, and the creation of an anti-missile shield. We were in the process of simultaneously encouraging open borders while at the same time withdrawing from our foreign military commitments.
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Anne Strieber posted this Diary entry on September 17, 2001: Last week I attended a typical charity dinner, celebrating the raising of $15 million to make needed additions and renovations to San Fernando Cathedral here in San Antonio. It was an ecumenical event and ministers from several faiths stood up and gave speeches. I noticed how nervous the local Muslim cleric looked and thought he was courageous to have come. After I got home, I discovered that a popular nearby Persian restaurant had its glass door smashed in by vandals.

This made me reflect on how Tuesday?s terrorism is being touted as a religious act by the perpetrators. This gives rise to an automatic reaction in those of us who are under attack: we hate the religion that is terrorizing us.
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Whitley Strieber posted this Journal on September 12, 2001: September 11, 2001 was the worst day of all of our lives. In that awful sense, it brought us together in a new way. The images that haunt me–the doomed woman stretched to her limit, leaning out of a window above the flames; the dark shadow that seems to cover the second plane as it races across the skyline filled with people just like me; the dust-caked firemen, their eyes dead with fatigue, flashing with determination; and the cellphones, those voices calling to us from the very edge of mystery and death. All of those things, and so much more.

So much more.
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