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Its such a damn shame that McSame makes such a mockery of genuine heroism, service and sacrifice while claiming to put ‘country first’. I’ll pull a Balmer when we win this damn thing…I am imagining a day when belligerent, pandering, old white guys actually stop talking and go help some poor people. It ain’t heaven, but its better than the house of horrors we live in now.

Never agaiin should a President you want to have a beer with be allowed to lie to the American public into a False & Phony war and ignore the real war as in George W. Bush was able to!The government can give millions of dollars to CEO’s from the failed Fannie Mae & Freddie Mac and yet, cannot give a second stimulus checks to American citizens in these hard economic times?Republicans say No to a second stimulus while the Democrats say Yes to a second stimulus!Is the Republican Congress working for CEO’s or are they working for you, the people?And yes, politicans who lie to the public are engaged in a betrayal of the public trust and it should be unethical.

Does the news replay the entire morning of events every year? I feel like they did on the first anniversary, but I don’t remember after that.If not – is this an election year thing? Drumming up votes for McCain?

A moment of silence for all those who we tragically lost on September 11th, 2001…

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Thank you. Now on to blogging. I was contemplating taking the day off of posting or commenting and use it as a day of reflection, but I think I can do both. Commemorating the lives of those lost and continuing our political discourse are two separate subjects. Participating in the latter does not diminish the former.

I agree.In honor the lives of those lost I seek to influence our political discourse. This tragedy should not have happened in the first place, and cannot ever be allowed to happen again.

Well hell – there went my mascara……I can’t even articulate how I feel – not only today – but the last several weeks. I feel like I’m bipolar at this point – happy, sad, fearful, hopeful. I’m just hoping our country can wake up from the nightmare of the last 8 years. (And that there is a special place in hell for Bush and his cabal)Thanks for the video, Bob – not only do I love Neil Young but the hear him do that amazing song by John Lennon…….awesome.

Carl,Participating in political discourse IS, in a way, commemorating the lives lost on 9-11-01, isn’t it?

@ PackyJ – Yes, you are correct. I suppose I meant to say partisan political discourse, but that would fall into the “liberal” media’s inaccurate description that the truth is inherently liberal. My bad.

more politicization of Sept. 11. MSNBC reported that McCain was at Shanksville earlier today and make some remarks – saying that the people on that plane saved his life that day. Huh? According to the reporter, the story is now that the plane was headed towards the Capitol (which I always believed, but that’s not the point…). Last I heard, the official version was that the plane was aimed at the White House! But now that McCain is running for president, the plane was gonna hit the Capitol, so…that day is personal to him! Do I sound cynical & bitter? Good! ’cause I am.

Ironic that Niel Young of all people wrote that song Let’s Roll, in a tribute to those passengers who bravely fought back on Flight 93.So f-ing sad that the good will and fighting spirit that our country had afterward got as hijacked by the Bush administration as 93 was by the terrorists, with similar dubious intent. The difference is that we as a country had a 2nd chance, and now have a third to set the record straight.Obama to America: Let’s Roll!!!

My wife and I lived in a small starter home in Northern Virginia in 2001, and she was pregnant with our now-six-year-old daughter in September of that year. I had a doctor’s appointment that morning, and my wife was getting ready for work; I was catching a few minutes of The Today Show in the living room while she did the same on the small TV in the bedroom. Matt Lauer was interviewing the author of a new book about Howard Hughes, and interrupted with the news that a small plane had hit one of the Trade Towers. I remember the gasps in the newsroom, and hearing Al Roker say “Oh my God!”, when the second plane hit. My wife and I both shouted at each other from opposite ends of the house, at the same time, “Did you see that?”Less than a year before 9/11, I had done a day-trip up to New York for a business meeting on the 90-somethingth floor of the South Tower, and I still remember standing right up against the floor-to-ceiling windows, my forehead pressed to the glass, watching helicopters race by below me, and the subtle but unmistakable swaying in the building as the wind shoved against it. You could literally feel the structure giving, ever so slightly, like the deck of a boat anchored on a restless bay. I remember staring down the impossibly long sweep of steel and glass that narrowed as it raced towards the street and wondering what a fall from that height would do to my body if I were suddenly yanked from the room and tossed into the air. That’s what I remembered most, watching the events of 9/11 unfold.My wife and I lived less than five miles from Dulles Airport, where American Flight 77 took off, headed for LA. One of my good friends from work should have been on that plane, but had rescheduled the night before because of a sudden illness that would save his life less than 12 hours later. My father — a military intelligence expert and civilian employee of the Defense Intelligence Agency — rarely visited the Pentagon anymore but I was still frantic to reach him. Local DC radio stations buzzed with rumor after rumor about hijacked police planes and bombs at the State Department; I was faint with relief when I finally heard from my dad, who had been stuck in panicked traffic for hours but eventually made it home safely.I became obsessed with what had happened. I TiVO’d two dozen hours of news coverage and replayed the collapsing towers over and over and over again. I remember feeling so proud of my country, of its people, and of its president in the days and weeks following the attacks, and I honestly believe I’d have done anything George Bush asked of me until he decided to invade Iraq. That’s when I broke with my president and my party; that betrayal of my trust, and the squandering of such universal good will, ended my tepid relationship with the Republican Party.I have never feared anything like I fear a McCain/Palin presidency. I have never been more ashamed of my country than while watching the Republican National Convention, hearing cries of “Drill Baby Drill” and watching small, bitter, failed men and women pretend to be the cure to their own wicked disease. That such a vapid display as theirs would dare invoke the feeling of national pride and community and togetherness and sorrow that knitted us together in the days following 9/11 is simply unforgivable.