A scary story of militants, FBI bungling 06/08/03 Donna Marchetti Special to The Plain Dealer Imagine you are a Jewish woman living in the United States with your husband and children. On Friday night, you and your family have a traditional Shabbat dinner. On Saturday morning, you rise and don a chador, the black baglike garment worn by many Muslim women in the Middle East. Under your clothing, you have taped a small recording device to your skin. Your husband drops you off a few blocks from your destination. At the door of a mosque, or perhaps a convention...