. . . . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm . . . . . In dedication to . . . . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm everyone who was lost . . . . . or lost someone . . . . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm September 11, 2001: . . . . . Anada 439 . . . . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm "Tragedy" by AphexTwin23 mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm 09/30/01 mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm How to I even begin to describe what a terrible tragedy it is. I've never been so upset by something that happened to people I never even knew. But the thing is thousands of people woke up September 11th with no idea that it was going to be the last day of their lives. Thousands upon thousands of these victims' families woke up on September 11th not knowing that they'd never see their children, or husband, or wife alive again. I don't know what to think of all of this. Every time I see the planes crash into those twin towers I have the same reaction as if I'm seeing it for the first time. The sick thing though is that this was such a premeditated act of terrorism that the timing was perfectly laid out. Purposely making the 2nd plane crash a little later just for all Americans to be able to watch on their TVs. It's sick. This should have never happened. This isn't supposed to happen. We are America. The land of the free. Yet we've had how many terrorists living in our own country for quite a while now. They could have been someone that people saw every day not knowing that they would end up hijacking a plane that would crash into the WTC and the Pentagon. Not knowing they would cause so much grief amongst the entire country for weeks to come. I can't get the picture out of my head of people waving helplessly out of the windows from the top floors just before the building collapsed. I can't even get myself to read the newspapers that I've bought for the past few days. It's just too depressing to see. I'm living in the middle of history being made. It's a weird feeling. It's an eerie feeling to drive down the streets and see signs saying "From sea to shining sea" "You have our support NY" "God Bless America" and then to see every other home waving an American flag or having one taped to their window and then to go out and see everyone wearing red white and blue. To turn on the TV and hear of people still alive trapped under the layers and layers of destruction. To go to work and to hear my fellow coworkers telling stories of someone they knew who was either in the WTC, or who was supposed to be there, or who worked there and didn't go to work that day for some reason, etc. It makes you question your entire existence. It's not normal to go to school and flick on the television and hear of bomb threats, missing persons, destruction, terrorism constantly. To have a moment of silence and then have the choir sing 'America the Beautiful' over the loudspeakers. And have students cry because of it. These songs, the American flag, patriotism... it never had as much meaning in my life until this week. But then again I find it weird that because Friday was a day of mourning and remembrance people decided to get out their red white and blue. Like it's the 4th of July. This isn't a time to be celebrating. If a person is so patriotic, shouldn't they expressing it 365 days a year not just one or 2 days out of the year? I felt content enough wearing a ribbon to show my respect. Not getting all dressed up and whatnot. It's kind of funny how Bush took a little vacation only a few weeks after he was supposedly warned that something bad was going to happen in the weeks to come. I just wonder what he will do in return as the president of the United States. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm . . .------ * * ------ by AphexTwin23 (c) anada.net 09/30/01 ----------- mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm