Hit-and-Run

Years ago, shortly after 9-11, when online message boards were spilling over with fearful posts and dire predictions, I began posting as The Voice of Reason.  My posts were more or less the same each time: Don’t panic.  The chances of being killed in a terrorist attack are miniscule.  You’d extend your life more effectively by being tested for cancer than hoarding Cipro for an anthrax attack that will never come.  My posts would quickly disappear in the flow of paranoia on the boards, but occasionally I’d find a reply from someone grateful for my reassurance.