The American Navy Seals may think that they surprised Osama bin Laden, but the Emir of al-Qaeda had given some thought to his eventual departure from Abbottabad, perhaps not to sleep with the fishes as has turned out.
A will, whether authentic or not we cannot say, has been doing the rounds to the effect that the terror tsar had stipulated that in the eventuality of his death, his wives, and he had several, should not remarry and that his children, of which there were multitudes, must not join al-Qaeda.
Most telling, we must say. Why on earth should he care while frolicking in paradise with scores of vestal virgins what his wives do? And if al-Qaeda was good enough for him, why should his army of children not carry on the good fight? Do we detect double standards here, an all too mortal failing that all of us suffer from?
We are also happy to note that like all communist commissars, the al-Qaeda leader was a little averse to soiling his hands with the actual gore of jihad. Yes, there were fetching pictures of him with a Kalashnikov and brooding in a cave. But the dear lad was actually lounging about in Abbottabad.
Now, this is what we all aspire to, to not practise what we preach. Imagine the horror of faithful who have been jumping through hoops of fire in Waziristan, running obstacle courses, sleeping on hard earth and shunning all worldly pleasures when they found that the sheikh had been whooping it up in a balmy hill town.
We can only hope that his example is emulated by his followers. In which case, the Americans or whoever is on their trail will just have to keep a sharp eye on the sudden springing up of luxury villas and unusually high occupancy in tony resorts with an abnormally high consumption of pricey goodies.
There you will probably find the lads on the lam.