It's almost midnight now; I've spent most of the day listening to and watching news, looking at footage on the Web and reading all of my usual sites. I'm completely saturated with information about this horrific day, but I want so desperately to make sense of it that I keep watching, hoping for some tidbit that will make it all make sense to me. And it will never come, because as is true with any tragedy, there is no sense to be found, even if we manage to discover who did it and hunt them down.