On this day, 11 years ago, 2,977 Americans were killed by somebody.
Who that someone was is another question entirely.
Maybe we'll know one day. Hopefully before Dec. 21st when the world becomes a huge crispy cinder.
Personally, I think this will go down in history with some of the other unanswerable questions we've pondered for centuries like
"Why are Americans so fat & stupid?"
"How did a creature like the human, who has all the physical aesthetic appeal of a lumpy trash bag,
manage to push beautiful animals like this to extinction?"
"Does God have His head up His own ass?"
Maybe one day we'll know the truth. Heck, even the fake Lockerbie bomber got the Scots to admit the Americans framed him. Of course, he was a walking dead man when this happened, but hey, better late than never. Right?
So, if this is any indication of how reality works, at midnight on Dec. 20th, I'd look for a flood of mysteries to be cleared up.
On that happy note I leave you with my favorite solution to humanity's troubles: