No, that’s not the title of an Agatha Christie novel, but rather a description of chilling events that occurred yesterday on a train and came to a dramatic halt in the north of France.
The August lassitude of my last post was brutally shaken upon hearing that a gunman, armed with a Kalashnikov and other weapons, had opened fire on the high-speed train travelling from Amsterdam to Paris and carrying more than 550 passengers. Televisions and radios blared – and are still blaring today, here in France – with news and analysis.
I take those high-speed trains all the time. And only last December was I on that same Amsterdam-Paris run.
How is it possible that a passenger, armed to the teeth, can freely climb aboard a train undetected?
Thank goodness for the presence and alacrity of those two U.S. soldiers who had the physical strength, not to mention courage, to tackle the gunman to the ground.
It all sounds like an action film. But it’s not. It’s real.
We live in dangerous times, folks.