"One day you wake up, and you didn't even know you were asleep" Honest Ade
I was still dreaming that I was looking for my glasses when suddenly, my alarm clock radio sounded, just as I had programmed it to the night before. As usual, the dial was set to 1080 am KSCO, and I was still shaking the dreams from my head when I heard the familiar voice of radio personality Rosemary Chalmers, in her wonderful British accent saying something like, "We've just received word that an aeroplane has crashed into the World Trade Center..." I didn't wait to hear any more, and exploded from my bed. I quickly climbed the stairs on all fours, using my hands to claw my way to the top. Barely maintaining balance, my feet slid beneath me on the cold, slick, stone tile floor as I cornered a sharp right turn into the living room, and scurried toward the television set. I knew it would be a hot topic on CNN, there would no doubt be live coverage. I never watch TV, and my family appeared surprised to see me moving so quickly to get to the boob tube, and then speed through the channels... clicking as quickly a humanly possible, until finally, there it was... unbelievable! In the distance, thick black smoke was billowing from the injured north tower. Upon a rooftop, a talking head stood at a safe and picturesque distance, reporting on how much they didn't know about the situation... but the images were great so he kept on talking. As I viewed the spectacle in awe, I observed a dot crossing the screen behind the reporter's head... and another aeroplane crashed spectacularly into the south tower. No! I cried as it burst into flames right before my eyes on live TV. As I sobbed in horrified disbelief, my son asked innocently, "Were there people on that plane?" I looked at him and gave an affirmative nod. He had been on an airliner, and could easily imagine how many people were involved. The realization was met with a welling up of tears, which soon overflowed their small reservoirs and streamed down his smooth cheeks, dropping to the floor. "Why would someone do that?" he asked as thick black smoke belched and billowed from both towers. There were hundreds of people trapped above the flames, and it was reported that some of them were jumping from the blazing inferno rather than face a painful fiery demise. The situation was not good for those still in the towers.
F1rst casualty in war
Now it was obvious that America was under terrorist attack, and an order was quickly issued for all airliners to land immediately while fighter jets scrambled to intercept any planes that did not heed the grounding order. Before long, another airliner had crashed into the Pentagon in Washington DC, while another had mysteriously crashed in a wooded area of Pennsylvania. Knowing that fighters had been dispatched to intercept wayward airliners, I was suspicious about the Pennsylvania crash from the beginning. America was now at war, and it appeared that we had brought down one of our own to protect real estate, and heads of state. A heart warming hero story was cooked up to feed the frenzy, casting the victims of United flight 93 as heroes who prevented the terrorists from reaching their intended target by crashing the plane in the unpopulated Pennsylvanian woods. Its a nice story, but as a student of propaganda, I know that in war, truth is the first casualty. There were reports of other unexplained explosions in the Washington DC area, but they were soon forgotten... swept away in the official mass media mantra.
Apocalyptus on live TV
It was a scene from an apocalyptic nightmare. We sat watching the TV in disbelief as the first tower collapsed from structural fatigue. It fell as though a demolition crew had expertly placed charges in strategic positions. Tears streamed down my face as I watched in horror as my Familia Human ran from the toxic dust cloud which pursued them through the streets of Manhattan. The devastation was unbelievable, and the second tower soon collapsed in like manner. Many thousands were injured, and no one yet knew how many thousands were dead... or if there would be more attacks... America went on paranoid alert.
Reflex retaliation
Many thousands more would die as America went off to war in Afghanistan and then Iraq. Almost overnight, brightly coloured American flag stickers of red white & blue, placed alongside yellow ribbons, (ironically made in China), adorned automobiles nationwide in support of war... and revenge. A neo-McCarthyistic attitude was soon embraced by the administration... those not with us are against us, and suspect.
Faded glory
"These colors don't run" But they do fade.
Now, in 2007, the once colourful flags and ribbons have all faded, and so has support for war. Americans are divided now more than ever... There appears to be no end to the war in sight, meanwhile billion$ of dollar$ continue to be diverted to the effort, as America's infrastructure collapses, and her economy dwindles.
Rhetropinion prediction & metaphor
It is Rhetro Zenberg's opinion that America is $pending way too much money fighting a war it can not win. Don't get me wrong... I want those responsible for this atrocity dead as much as the next patriotista, but we've already lost, and killed too many innocents in this terror war. I don't expect that Osama bin Laden will be captured any time soon, because its important to keep a boogy man on hand for the future. You never know when you might need to scare the populous into demanding that more of their rights be taken away. The situation in Iraq is similar but worse than Vietnam, because our intervention has effectively eliminated the only threat to neighboring Iran's Islamo-fascist aspirations of world domination.
I predict:
1, Due to the destabilization of the region, Iran will now ascend as a formidable nuclear power, and will attempt to use their nuclear weapons against Israel and the US.
2, Iran will suffer from nuclear accidents as they unravel the mysteries atomique.
3, Iran will face retaliatory attacks, for their use or attempted use of atomic weapons.
4, America will somehow find a way to be involved. In short... more war.
But it doesn't have to be that way.
Ultimately, the choice belongs to the electorate. America can still wake up and elect people who won't be so quick to engage in armed conflict. That will never happen as long as Americans continue to elect Republicrats to [mis] represent them. The left/right "wing" dichotomy is like an abusive father. To some, daddy doesn't hit as hard with his left hand. The fact is, it is still abuse no matter which hand daddy hits with. The sane thing to do, is get away from the abuse... and vote LIBERTARIAN... the only viable alternative.
Have a nice war
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