This is what bothers me most. When we continue to avoid using the word "terrorist" where it so obviously applies, when we let someone with explosives residue on his person just walk away from the airport, when we refuse to confront the truth of who the enemy is, we're really not taking this very seriously. We're still at the Cotillion, wearing white gloves and being oh, so politically correct and mannerly--and all the while, the other guests plot a bloody end to the dance.