Dereliction of my duty, you say? Perhaps you are right.
I have been remiss in not alerting my friends to the story that I reported in today’s American Spectator. It takes us out a half-step ahead of the loop, while TV is still walking us through the gasping-but-not-grasping stage of gawking at the events. The stories usually emerge some time later, as selves are progressively collected. Here is a tale of woe, of awe, of horror, of desperation and, eventually of courage and heroism, even flashes of joy.
A human episode.