Therapy

I went to the snow today.

I thought that might be a good therapy for car bomb threats. I have not gotten to the point where I will avoid traffic jams and roads with cars parked on the sides, as it would mean I would have to stay home all day, but the number of friends and/or acquaintances who experienced near-misses is adding up.
We will ignore that quite conveniently though.
I thought the rest of the Lebanese population might go for the same therapy, but I was wrong; the slopes were absolutely empty! It was as if they were operating the lifts for my sake only.

But I knew I was on the right track when I spotted this car in front of me while driving up; an Iraqi from Baghdad. You rarely see Iraqi license plates in this town. Now if anyone knows what to do in case of a system overload due to car bombs, he does. After all, they have 'em all the time. So what are we complaining about?