Tomorrow is the sixth day of the sixth month of the sixth year of the millenium. I have heard from many people over the past two days that something is going to happen tomorrow. If you live in Southern Ontario, you have a pretty good sense of what that something might be. Since Saturday's arrest of 17 terror suspects (from a "broad strata" of backgrounds, of course), many Torontonians are on edge to begin with - throw in the day of the beast, and we are starting to sound as crazy as the Mohammedans! It's funny though that the bulk of the people I'm hearing the 6/6/6 stuff from are Catholics. We tend to be more superstitous about that sort of thing. But Islamic terror around the world has not shown itself to have any kind of pattern. There is no particular day that is more likely to attract the crazies. A sunny Tuesday morning in New York is as likely as a Saturday night in an Indonesian resort town.

I had another theory about the 17 men who were arrested. It's said that Ottawa was a target. What about July 1st on Parliament Hill? That would have made a great target, don't you think? A much better time to kill Canadian Infidels than a Biblical date in a secular country that has largely lost its faith.

I refuse to be cowed by - as my friend puts it - these carpet flying motherfuckers. I am not going to change my life. I will be ever vigilant to them on the subway and in crowded shopping malls, but I will not turn my life upside down and give them the victory of knowing they've frightened me. They do not deserve the satisfaction.