Irony
Today was Sept. 11th. It's not anymore because it's 2:40am and I'm just getting around to it. If I have to observe another moment of silence I'm going to scream. In fact, the only thoughts I have while enduring these contrived tokens of solemnity make me want to scream. The main one being that Osama been-livin'- Large is probably clinking ceramic chalices full of fermented camel piss with his cadre of sycophants, one-eyed sheiks and peg-legged mullahs right now, relishing the glory of their ongoing victory.
What do we get? A warm glass of shut-the-fuck-up from our leaders, a kick in the balls from the media, and a tiny little American flag (made in China undoubtedly) to wave with patriotic abandon. Let us pray.
Although I resisted all week, I finally succumbed to watching a few minutes of one of those "9/11" docu-specials. Big mistake. In the one I was watching there was a cameraman who had gotten into the plaza between the towers after they were both hit but before they fell. Apparently they used to pipe Muzak into that space and incredibly it was still playing. Then they started to show the people jumping, falling, dying. There was one guy who was climbing out the window, you could see the fire and black smoke chasing him out onto the ledge. He had some kind of rope or something and was starting to climb down. He got a few feet but then lost his grip.
I was totally shattered watching this. I've had dreams of falling to my death, and remember the feeling of knowing, at that instant, that your life is about to end. Except for me it was a night mare, for those people it was real.
No injustice America ever commited against "Islam" could ever be rendered just by such an insane action. If we were smart we'd make a montage of people jumping to their death out of the Twin Towers and then ask Al Jazeera to play it. Then we could rhetorically ask the viewers if they think this is justified under Islam, or if it is "god's will," and if this is what they want to accomplish with there lives, and if they think creating unimaginable horror will get them into heaven.
And then we should drop a nuclear bomb on all of them. Fuckers!
No seriously, none of this shit really matters because Jesus is COMIN' BACK! I mean the check's in the fucking mail folks, fuhgeddaboutit.
What do we get? A warm glass of shut-the-fuck-up from our leaders, a kick in the balls from the media, and a tiny little American flag (made in China undoubtedly) to wave with patriotic abandon. Let us pray.
Although I resisted all week, I finally succumbed to watching a few minutes of one of those "9/11" docu-specials. Big mistake. In the one I was watching there was a cameraman who had gotten into the plaza between the towers after they were both hit but before they fell. Apparently they used to pipe Muzak into that space and incredibly it was still playing. Then they started to show the people jumping, falling, dying. There was one guy who was climbing out the window, you could see the fire and black smoke chasing him out onto the ledge. He had some kind of rope or something and was starting to climb down. He got a few feet but then lost his grip.
I was totally shattered watching this. I've had dreams of falling to my death, and remember the feeling of knowing, at that instant, that your life is about to end. Except for me it was a night mare, for those people it was real.
No injustice America ever commited against "Islam" could ever be rendered just by such an insane action. If we were smart we'd make a montage of people jumping to their death out of the Twin Towers and then ask Al Jazeera to play it. Then we could rhetorically ask the viewers if they think this is justified under Islam, or if it is "god's will," and if this is what they want to accomplish with there lives, and if they think creating unimaginable horror will get them into heaven.
And then we should drop a nuclear bomb on all of them. Fuckers!
No seriously, none of this shit really matters because Jesus is COMIN' BACK! I mean the check's in the fucking mail folks, fuhgeddaboutit.
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