It used to be so easy. Any time we needed someone to befuddle the Russians, we called on Her Majesty's Secret Service. 007 would jump into action, sleep with foxy friends and foes alike, and foil the world domination plot of the evil doers. Before that, good old Sherlock Holmes could track the killer by finding an eyelash and two specks of bread crumbs. These days the super spies come in the form of Jason Bourne, genetically enhanced man beasts with tech geeks at the ready, or gun toting bad ass mamas. With all these quality examples, it pains me to admit that it's all fiction and fantasy. In reality, three years after Osama bin Laden successfully masterminded the plot to blow up the World Trade Center, not only are we unable to foil his evil jihad plot, we can't even find him.

Where is the outcry for his head? Where are the special ops? How is the case progressing? Not sleeping with the enemy too much, now are you, super spy?

Everyone tells me to never forget 9-11. I swear to the big W himself that I won't forget. It was a Tuesday, and I had just finished the 6th weekend of eight performing Mr. Brown in a local theatre production of Reservoir Dogs. The violence against my country made me sick, mainly because I knew violence begets violence. It shook me so much I didn't want to continue doing the violent play I was in, and the production ultimately stopped without doing the last two weeks of the run. I will never forget.

It seems like people have forgotten, though. They have forgotten about Osama bin Laden. The president has never said his name during a State of the Union Address (a swell time to call for his head). The president never mentioned him at the Republican pep rally. Did he say terrorists? You bet he did. Did he mention the evil and nasty Saddam Hussein? Several times. Did he say National Security? A bunch. This is a distraction from the one guy we all want brought down: Osama bin Laden.

Where is our intelligence currently on this guy? Where is the A-Team? Where is the crack pot tech crew with gadgets, tracking devices, and tripped out cars?

I used to think the CIA and FBI were something to be admired, something to hang your hat on, something to call on in times of need. It turns out to be another notion of fiction. I've seen more finger pointing and shoulder shrugging in the past three years out of those two departments than a junior high debate team. Instead of getting off their keisters and redeeming themselves by capturing bin Laden, they talk about restructuring and overhauls. No wonder Jason Bourne went AWOL. I wouldn't want to be linked to a bunch of incompetent boobs either.

What about the British? Instead of backing Bush into creating a civil war in Iraq, why didn't they send 007 (heck, I'd have settled for 008) into the field for some serious spy action. Oh yeah, Ian Fleming is dead, and the formula is tired.

We have lost over 1000 American soldiers in Iraq. Thousands more have been injured. We have killed tens of thousands of Iraqi people. If there is one place Osama bin Laden is not, it's Iraq. If there is one man no one is talking about in this presidential election, it's Osama bin Laden. Hey, what's with the elephant in the middle of the room? We don't talk about that.

I just don't believe in it any more. All the spy movies, covert operations, Delta Forces, and sleuth experts. Instead of desperately trying to link Saddam Hussein to what happened on 9-11, how about going after the one person we know is linked to the incident we will never forget? One person. One man. Sounds a little easier than nation building an entire country from scratch in the middle of the Middle East.

Our current president has had three years to show he can get his man, and he decided to go after the wrong guy. Everyone is going on about the candidates' service records for Vietnam. It's a distraction, it's political tabloid crap, it doesn't matter. Can we please get back to the present and talk about things going on right now? Better yet, let's talk about things not going on right now. I'll sum it up for you: Get Osama bin Laden.

Chris Jungle tried to get into the CIA program at his university, but being a 20-year old junior, he was told he was too old and educated to begin the training.