"You don’t need a weapon of mass destruction to ruin a city.
Well, maybe sometimes you do.
You’re not getting rid of New York City without one.
But some of the world’s cities are so vulnerable, so precariously perched above an abyss, that a single bloodthirsty nutjob with a rifle can bring it to its knees in a matter of minutes.
Look at Tunisia’s resort city of Sousse on the Mediterranean.
Two months ago, an ISIS-inspired nutcase named Seifeddine Rezgui strolled up the beach with a Kalashnikov in his hand and murdered 38 people, most of them tourists from Britain.
The police shot him, of course.
There was never going to be any other ending than that one.
“Kill us! Kill us, not these people!” shouted Mohamed Amine.
According to survivor John Yeoman, hotel staff members charged the gunman and said, “We won’t let you through.
You’ll have to go through us.”
Tunisia’s hospitality and customer service are deservedly legendary, but that was truly above and beyond.
It’s how Tunisia rolls, but in the end, it doesn’t matter.
Tourists are not going back.
A few still wander around here and there, but the locals are calling them ghosts.
Who else lives in a ghost town but ghosts?
Hotels are laying off workers.
Shops are empty and many will have to be closed.
The city is reeling with feelings of guilt and anxiety.
Guilt because one of their own murdered guests, the gravest possible offense against the ancient Arab code of hospitality, and anxiety because—what now?
How will the city survive?
How will all the laid-off workers earn a living with their industry on its back?
Sousse without tourists is like Hollywood without movies and Detroit without automobile manufacturing.
Even Tunisia’s agriculture economy is crashing.
Prices are down by 35 percent because the resorts don’t need to feed tourists anymore.
Rezgui’s ghoulish attack was spectacularly successful, wasn’t it?
A single act of violence and—boom.
Just like that, it’s all over."
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