I guess I don’t have a whole lot to say. Probably need to stay in the habit of writing on here occasionally. On this day five years ago I was occupied as a military policeman guarding the front gate of a military base. As the sun was rising people started coming through crying. Being cut off from mass media, I had no way to know what was going on. And then the SRT (acronym for team more easily recognized as SWAT) Team showed up and all traffic in and out was shutdown for several tense minutes before life began again with no chance of ever going back to the newly hailed ‘golden days.’
In Europe, I know people who have described what happened when their office recieved bomb threats in an area where such are still common. They arose en masse and quckly, effiicently and calmly got outside. The Twin Towers were built on gov’t standards assuming a certain amount of people can fit into a starwell at a time and descend a certain amount of steps in a set period of time. Due to obesity and fright-charged selfishness (as my understanding of the situation is) far more people died than should have. A friend said he hates how America is controlled by fear now. So the terrorists are, in essence, winning by his viewpoint. Having been exposed to several incidents where my life was tangibly in danger, I have accepted fear.
Some might argue a religious point here and say God and heaven should make one not only scared, but also relish the idea of going someplace better. A lifetime of this thinking enables me in ways others do not have, I am sure; but it is certainly not the impetus for such thinking.
Huh, I guess I did have a few things to say. Speaking of the military, I found out that serveral of those I knew in the military are on myspace. i found their accounts, but i still can’t bring myself to join that wretched site. good or bad? i’ll likely never know.