Life always seems to find a way to go on.
Amidst the chaos, confusion and chasms of terror, Londoners remained in motion. Blankets were shared. Bottled water, distributed. And little tins of mints were passed through a stationary subway car.
"I don't plan to change anything," promised one recently evacuated passenger.
And that's just it. Across the globe nations mobilized, airport security tripled and local politicians clamored for quotable snippets.
The Windy City's reps prevailed with their Midwestern no-nonsense logic, advising its peeps: "If you see something, say something."
But pretty please, consider pausing a moment to think, before pointing a finger. For all the bravery and patience exhibited by the UK's populace, it's the scared silly blindness that is the most frightening:
"Yeah, mate, where I am everyone looks like an Al Qaeda terrorist!"
Let's not go there.