The news papers aren't as hep as they ought to be. Yesterday we were told that our military took down an Iraqi wedding party making us all look tyrannical when by this morning the news announced the weapons cache retrieved at the wedding including a sattelite communications system. So much for Syria being our pals, but no matter. The morning newspaper still reported yesterday's news. Lots of folks will read that and walk around discouraged and for all the wrong reasons, namely, it wasn't the truth.
The other thing that gripes me is what I saw at the 9/11 commisssion yesterday. The negative side of it came from a woman and a few others who had a lot to say about a Motorola hand radio that was reported as malfunctioning when they discovered it wasn't turned on--human error. They maintain that the death of several people (numbers are an impossibility here) was due to this human error and they want someone to take that blame so they can punish them for hurting some people unto their death. Well, first of all, the catastrophe was not the fault of a Motorola radio or its operator. If not one person did anything to help the folks in those two towers, their death in no way would be any New Yorkers responsibility. The responsibility of everyone's death that day belong on the shoulders of those flying the planes into the tower. Quit throwing stones, or be fucking dammned. I've had enough of you squawking fuckheads. Okay. I'm composed again. Enough said. I can still emerge, if nothing else, a lady. So I'm a lady who can out curse an army drill sargent-- it happens.
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