No One's Dead. Too Bad.

In their latest dispatch about the failed terrorist plots in Britain, the AP's disappointment that there aren't bodies to be counted is palpable:

[O]n Saturday, two men rammed a flaming Jeep into the main entrance of Glasgow airport, shattering the glass doors and sparking a raging fire just yards away from people lined up at check-in counters.

Just! Yards! Away! ZOMG! Just yards away, you say? FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

Now, see, here's how I'd have written that same paragraph: "On Saturday, two men rammed a flaming Jeep into the main entrance of Glasgow airport, shattering the glass doors and sparking a raging fire, but no one was hurt."

And the reason I'd write it that way is because I have this zany idea that one of the ways we can best protect ourselves and our freedom against terrorism is by not being terrorized and maintaining perspective, starting with not turning bumblefuck morons into bigger threats than they actually are by pointing out how close they came to killing people, and instead pointing out they failed utterly to even hurt anyone.