November 13, 2015
As by now everyone knows, Paris was assaulted last night by cowards who murdered and maimed innocent people. As an American who lives a train ride from NYC and watched that city change forever, I know there are no words to say today that will make sense or make anyone feel better. But Parisians are tough birds, like New Yorkers. They are out this morning doing their Saturday chores in my neighborhood, which is not a touristic part of the city. They are not hiding in their homes and cowering in fear. If they do, the terrorists win. The mood is somber, but determined.
Everywhere I've gone during the past month I've been here, people have spoken about their concerns over ISIS and world events. The conversations didn't prevent what happened, of course, but at least people here don't pretend everything around them is fine when it clearly is not.