This morning, like every other morning, I woke up, got the children off to school, sat and talked with my husband for a while before he left for work. Like everyone else, I have things in my life that I have to be concerned about, education, household matters, and what’s going on in hotspots around the world. Admittedly, the local school council’s latest agenda, and getting my floors sanded without costing an arm and a leg weigh more heavily on my mind than fanatics in the Middle East or Afghanistan. It’s not that I’m some self-absorbed ugly American. The order...