Friday afternoon

What a week this has been...the President's speech last night was like another installment in a nightmare that just won't end. The worst part of the initial shock seems to have worn off a bit, but I'm still feeling edgy and uncertain. Will there be a war this weekend? I mean the kind with bombs and bullets and people dying. The financial and political and social means of putting pressure on the terrorist groups is one thing, but killing people is something else altogether. I just can't see how that will solve anything, and it frightens me to think that we will be willing participants in the same acts of violence as those we saw in New York, Washington, and PA. There simply MUST be a better way.