I read what you wrote about the incident with your neighbors yesterday and it bothered me all day. I was even thinking about it on the way in to work today. I have a friend who is married to a US citizen who was born arabic and I worry about them. I know they are having a rough time. And I lived in the foreign students dorm when I was getting my graduate degree, my roomie was from Iran and I ran around that whole year with a great bunch of bright and funny Persian chicks who are very dear to my heart. And then there are the guys I work with, several of our techs are Muslim and the thought of anybody being mean to them breaks my heart. Ranjan just recently ran into to a dark alley to help our overwhelmed and unarmed security guard pull an old bag lady to safety from a group of menacing teens. And in some ways I feel like my country is responsible for the attitude in your country toward that poor young couple with our positioning in the world. It all makes me sad and uncomfortable and guilty and I didn't say anything because I didn't know what to say. Obviously I still don't... I guess I am still processing.