Wednesday, September 11, 2002

(more on the 9/11 outburst)

Point is, until you're in someone else's shoes, you shouldn't say shit like that to people.

In other words, next time I have a traumatic event in my life, I'll make sure to call the media, have t-shirts printed up, and create online picture shows with sappy music. Maybe then I can get some understanding and not have to beg for assistance.

How many people die each day from AIDS?

Where's that Presidential speech? Where's the billion dollar a day budget for that?



I'm stopping here.


I guess that the main point is that (with very little exception) I find all of this 9/11 stuff fake, infuriating, hypocritical, and stomach turning.

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