Maybe, Mohsin, But Try Finding A Taxidermist To Mount One…

The affair has brought home what should have been obvious to us Pakistanis for a long time. Pakistan has become a game preserve, a place where deadly creatures are nurtured, and where hunters pay for the chance to kill them.

…they look at you as if you were some kind of monster or something.

Other pearls of wisdom from Mohsin Hamid, author of ‘The Reluctant Fundamentalist’:

Like everyone else I knew, I'd heard the stories about large numbers of armed Americans in Lahore, staying at such-and-such hotels or working out at such-and-such gyms. Maybe I became more sensitive to their presence after the incident at my house, but suddenly I began to see them all around town. To be precise, I didn't know if the men I was seeing were armed. But they looked like Americans, and they didn't look like rock guitarists or maths teachers or irrigation specialists or heart surgeons.

Gosh, that doesn’t sound very politically correct, does it? Do all these white guys look alike to you?

They looked, to my unschooled eye, like what I'd expect trained killers to look like.

Surely – if they were really good at their job – they’d look like milkmen, or bank managers, or plumbers?