I sat and watched one of the newer in-depth looks at the science of what happened on 9/11 recently. During which, my 7-year-old wandered in and sat down to watch curled up with me.
I wondered if she was a little too young to understand what was going on as they showed the towers burning, but this is the kid who, at six, was learning the states of matter (solid, liquid, gas) and I tried to trick her by asking what Jell-O was...to which she answered both a liquid and a solid :)
That headline could be a metaphor for the Gray Lady.
MadisonMan said...
These stories about 9/11 are getting old.
I know, how dare we remember how a group of crazies attacked us out of a clear blue sky, murdering 3000 people. It's so boring reflecting on the countless stories of bravery that day and recalling the reasons why we're at war today.
And, of course, all that patriotism and martial spirit.
It's so... frightening!
And what about the people who attacked us? Surely, they had good reasons.
I'm sure people said the same thing in 1951 about Pearl Harbor.
And the problem is that mankind too easily and too quickly forgets what trad'guy has said, and merrily goes back to it's inane and silly preoccupations.
My brother in law tells of the emotional shock of being with his 5 or 6 other platoon members on a long range reconnaissance patrol in the jungles of North Viet Nam one day, then being told that he was going home immediately after his extraction helicopter flight.
Thirty or so hours later he walked into his living room in California, and was shocked to see The Price is Right and Let's Make a Deal carrying on as if no one was at war or at risk at all.
He's never forgotten his anger and disappointment and feeling of betrayal.
I'll remember 9/11 as long as I live and I think it's important for our children to know what happened. However, the best way to do that is show them what those bastards did to us - the videos of the attacks in all their horror. This touchy-feely crap is just media-whoring.
I know, how dare we remember how a group of crazies attacked us out of a clear blue sky, murdering 3000 people. It's so boring reflecting on the countless stories of bravery that day and recalling the reasons why we're at war today.
The stories I complain about are about people reacting to 9/11 in a totally predictable way as if that in itself is newsworthy. We're attacked! Let's have children. (How Brave!)
"He's never forgotten his anger and disappointment and feeling of betrayal.
That gives me a confused feeling. I feel embarrassment that we would seem unconcerned with what he and his fellows were going through, but also proud that our country is so strong that it can wage war with little effect at home.
I don't want the war coming here to fix that, so in return for the safety and freedom we enjoy while they sacrifice, the least we can do is keep them front and center in our minds - the least we can do.
I have a little trouble worrying about the fashion world. Among other things, they have some really weird people in that bubble. And they certainly weren't the center of anyone's universe but their own.
An exception was Oleg Cassini who went out after Pearl Harbor and enlisted. He spent the war in uniform while his wife Gene Tierney did USO shows. She got rubella from a fan at the Hollywood Canteen when she was volunteering and that led to a badly retarded baby. She never got over it. Somehow, that generation showed more guts.
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Fashions for women to compete for men's attention has a time and a place to entertain and impress us.
But when war starts it seeks its true level in the scheme of necessary things.
These stories about 9/11 are getting old.
There was one in the paper yesterday about a couple in DC who after 9/11 finally decided to have kids. (Of course the kids have very trendy names.)
Why would someone think that their reasons to have (or not to have) kids is anyone else's business, or something to share with the world?
September 11, 2001: truly a sad day for fashion.
I sat and watched one of the newer in-depth looks at the science of what happened on 9/11 recently. During which, my 7-year-old wandered in and sat down to watch curled up with me.
I wondered if she was a little too young to understand what was going on as they showed the towers burning, but this is the kid who, at six, was learning the states of matter (solid, liquid, gas) and I tried to trick her by asking what Jell-O was...to which she answered both a liquid and a solid :)
That headline could be a metaphor for the Gray Lady.
MadisonMan said...
These stories about 9/11 are getting old.
I know, how dare we remember how a group of crazies attacked us out of a clear blue sky, murdering 3000 people. It's so boring reflecting on the countless stories of bravery that day and recalling the reasons why we're at war today.
And, of course, all that patriotism and martial spirit.
It's so... frightening!
And what about the people who attacked us? Surely, they had good reasons.
I'm sure people said the same thing in 1951 about Pearl Harbor.
And the problem is that mankind too easily and too quickly forgets what trad'guy has said, and merrily goes back to it's inane and silly preoccupations.
My brother in law tells of the emotional shock of being with his 5 or 6 other platoon members on a long range reconnaissance patrol in the jungles of North Viet Nam one day, then being told that he was going home immediately after his extraction helicopter flight.
Thirty or so hours later he walked into his living room in California, and was shocked to see The Price is Right and Let's Make a Deal carrying on as if no one was at war or at risk at all.
He's never forgotten his anger and disappointment and feeling of betrayal.
I'll remember 9/11 as long as I live and I think it's important for our children to know what happened. However, the best way to do that is show them what those bastards did to us - the videos of the attacks in all their horror. This touchy-feely crap is just media-whoring.
September 11, 2001: truly a sad day for fashion.
LOL. I'm so glad my office mate is out to lunch.
I know, how dare we remember how a group of crazies attacked us out of a clear blue sky, murdering 3000 people. It's so boring reflecting on the countless stories of bravery that day and recalling the reasons why we're at war today.
The stories I complain about are about people reacting to 9/11 in a totally predictable way as if that in itself is newsworthy. We're attacked! Let's have children. (How Brave!)
Sorry my snark wasn't more clearly defined.
They're still in their own little bubble.
traditionalguy said...
Fashions for women to compete for men's attention has a time and a place to entertain and impress us.
Women dress to impress other women, they undress to impress men.
A lot of things got interrupted that day...Fashion Week was one of the more trivial things.
We are having an event for "Fashions Night Out" and all of youse guys are of course invited to attend.
"How did we go from being the center of the universe to everyone’s leaving?"
One word answer: Evil
It don't give a shit who you are.
"He's never forgotten his anger and disappointment and feeling of betrayal.
That gives me a confused feeling. I feel embarrassment that we would seem unconcerned with what he and his fellows were going through, but also proud that our country is so strong that it can wage war with little effect at home.
I don't want the war coming here to fix that, so in return for the safety and freedom we enjoy while they sacrifice, the least we can do is keep them front and center in our minds - the least we can do.
September 11, 2001: truly a sad day for fashion.
Indeed. Zoolander's box office reception was hurt because it was released too soon after 9/11.
I have a little trouble worrying about the fashion world. Among other things, they have some really weird people in that bubble. And they certainly weren't the center of anyone's universe but their own.
An exception was Oleg Cassini who went out after Pearl Harbor and enlisted. He spent the war in uniform while his wife Gene Tierney did USO shows. She got rubella from a fan at the Hollywood Canteen when she was volunteering and that led to a badly retarded baby. She never got over it. Somehow, that generation showed more guts.
Here's a hint:
You never were at the center of the universe, in any sense whatsoever.
I don't know, Fred. One man's trivial is another man providing for his family.
Sorry my snark wasn't more clearly defined.
I gotcha, MadMan.
Yeah, the silly, trivial stories are the ones I can do without.
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