We are a nation of scaredy cats. A few packages with fake bombs in them have us all locked up for a day. Even if they were live, they could only break a few windows.
I could show you how to make that into a real bomb with only one extra ingredient and some duct tape!
First you take that fake bomb and you tape it to a stick of dynamite.....
Maybe Bill Ayers did it:
https://www.nytimes.com/2001/09/11/books/no-regrets-for-love-explosives-memoir-sorts-war-protester-talks-life-with.html
No Regrets for a Love Of Explosives; In a Memoir of Sorts, a War Protester Talks of Life With the Weathermen
By DINITIA SMITH
SEPT. 11, 2001
‘’I don’t regret setting bombs,’’ Bill Ayers said. ‘’I feel we didn’t do enough.’’ Mr. Ayers, who spent the 1970’s as a fugitive in the Weather Underground, was sitting in the kitchen of his big turn-of-the-19th-century stone house in the Hyde Park district of Chicago. The long curly locks in his Wanted poster are shorn, though he wears earrings. He still has tattooed on his neck the rainbow-and-lightning Weathermen logo that appeared on letters taking responsibility for bombings. And he still has the ebullient, ingratiating manner, the apparently intense interest in other people, that made him a charismatic figure in the radical student movement.
Now he has written a book, ‘’Fugitive Days’’ (Beacon Press, September). Mr. Ayers, who is 56, calls it a memoir, somewhat coyly perhaps, since he also says some of it is fiction. He writes that he participated in the bombings of New York City Police Headquarters in 1970, of the Capitol building in 1971, the Pentagon in 1972. But Mr. Ayers also seems to want to have it both ways, taking responsibility for daring acts in his youth, then deflecting it.
‘’Is this, then, the truth?,’’ he writes. ‘’Not exactly. Although it feels entirely honest to me.’’
...And if there were another Vietnam, he is asked, would he participate again in the Weathermen bombings?
By way of an answer, Mr. Ayers quoted from ‘’The Cure at Troy,’’ Seamus Heaney’s retelling of Sophocles’ ‘’Philoctetes:’’ ‘’ ‘Human beings suffer,/ They torture one another./ They get hurt and get hard.’