The current situation is not going to affect my vacation plans in the slightest. I think about my ancestors and what they went through to get to this country, and what they went through crossing it in wagons. Suddenly it doesn't seem like such a terrible hardship to do without my Gatorade and Bryllcream for a few extra hours. And I refuse to let a few scumbag fanatics change my attitude.

Are we maybe getting a little too soft these days?