For some reason I've been recently caught up in an exercise in remembering 9/11. It happens from time to time -- I go to YouTube and see if any new videos have surfaced (they have) and I watched United 93 on my Apple TV the other day, and I also bought the Kindle version of Perfect Soldiers (note: don't buy or read this book -- it really is too depressing for words).
It's hard to believe this actually happened in my lifetime and how much the world has changed since that day. My brother died in April 2011 so never got to see it happen and I'm glad. I think the world has become a really much worse place overall -- I really can't see a shred of good that has come out of it. Amazing how a handful of rage-filled maniacs managed to change humanity's history in such a profound way, but it brings me back to what I posted below about the Dark Ages (coincidentally, just as I typed "managed to change humanity's history" the power in this building has just gone off).
Handfuls of people, even single individuals, can completely change history for billions of people -- it happens much more often than meteors from space.
Thus I point you to a link to that day that was my world at the time. My son had been born just 6 weeks almost to the day before 9/11. It's horrific to know he will never remember a day that doesn't include the consequences of what a group of determined, deranged maniacs did to the rest of the 6-billion odd souls sharing this planet.
For that alone, I urge the complete annihilation of all organized religions, but as we know very well, that is not going to solve the problem, as Anders Breivik, Adolf Hitler and Genghis Khan weren't exactly religious.
Why is it always on a perfect, sunny day that there is a power cut to this area?
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