Defining narcissism
September 11th, 2005I just posted this as a comment on someone else’s blog and felt it deserved to be here. The question was “where were you” or some such relating to 9/11.
This is my answer:
I woke up around 6:00 a.m. and felt quite ill, so I called in sick. My wife woke me a little after 9 and said, “You probably wanna see this. They’re saying that a plane just crashed into the World Trade Center.”
I thought she was talking about the WTC in Dallas and got up to find out. I hit my spot in the living room just before the second plane hit.
I spent most of the rest of the day watching the live coverage and thinking. It was September 11, 2001 that I graduated from hardcore libertarian to anarcho-capitalist.
I said that day, “Government has only two legitimate functions: Protect my rights and defend me from foreign invaders. For years, they’ve been the greatest violators of my rights and I gave them a pass because I believed they were doing the latter pretty well. Now they’ve proven that they are either unwilling or incapable of protecting me from foreign invaders. I have no more use for government in any form. Government has become the enemy.”
Government is not a necessary evil, it is necessarily evil. Bin Laden and Al Queerda are of no concern to me. America will not be destroyed from without.
I do hate Bin Laden and Al Queerda, though. They ruined my birthday forever. My birthday’s not September 11th, but it’s close and now everybody’s thinking about nothing other than the impending anniversary of “9/11″ instead of me aging. Every year.
“Government is not a necessary evil, it is necessarily evil.”
Amen. And we’re going to hand over those rights one little bit at a time, like boiling a frog. And one day, you wake up, and you’re living in a place you don’t recognize.
Everytime I hear the phrase “For your own good” I want to scream.
right on, billy.
happy birthday, cowboy, since i don’t know exactly when it is. i didn’t remember the date until it was mentioned on the boob toob.
i remember waking up that morning unreasonably early for the time that i went to bed (was bartending at the time- lots of laaaaate nights). 8:14am i got up, flipped on the tv and saw ny on fire. brewed some coffee, because i didn’t quite think this was real and i wanted to watche a little longer.
then i saw the second plane come in live…it was so sad.
but enough already! we remember like the people who were around for kennedy’s assassination remember. that’s enough “rememberence” for anyone. lets let a dead dog lie, shall we?
Happy Birthday (whenever it is)!
Mine is in December which I always hated because everyone was always focused on Christmas and my birthday got lost in the holiday madness. I’d sometimes get my gifts late from relatives because they would decide to mail them with the Christmas gifts. At least mine was swallowed up by a happier event. I no longer celebrate Christmas so at now it’s no longer an issue.
That last sentence should say “at least now it’s no longer an issue.” Sorry, still half asleep here.
America will not be destroyed from without. Truly spoken. I think implosion is good visual, don’t you?
Happy Birthday, Feliz Cumpleanos!, Yom Huledet Same’ach!
And finally, for all the leftist tools who read your blog, Joyeux Anniversaire!
:)
That last sentence should say “at least now it’s no longer an issue.” Sorry, still half asleep here.
It’s OK, Jo. JenE’s got coffee on.
Hey DC, Birthdays get ignored more the older you get, too. I hope you have a good one. I didn’t even realize it was 9/11 until I looked at the calendar on that day. I’m not good with time and lots of dates pass me or are upon me before I realize what the day is. Oh well, I think I was created for eternity, not time! So how old are you this on this one?
Love and shalom,
Serena
It’s 9/10/70.
You’re right, Serena, it matters less and less to me each year. I just hope I can get it together in time to afford my mid-life crisis. It’s coming up quick and right now, I have no idea how I’m going to afford a Porsche and a boob job for my new girlfriend much less her appetite for travel and shopping.
start peddling your ass. works for many.
If there was a market, I would’ve done it years ago.
Or… wait… was that an offer jenE?
I’m sorry, DC, about your birthday. Mine’s April 19. Used to irritate me no end when I was a kid, but it spawned an interest in history that brought me to my current political positions.
April 19 is certainly an interesting birthday. I’ve been fascinated by the amount of evil that has taken place on or around that day. It almost seems as if satan’s marked it for some reason. It sounds like some good came from it for you, though.
I really don’t care. I was just trying to make a joke about my birthday being more important than 9/11.
Explain April 19. I’m ignorant. ???
Isn’t April 19, Hitler’s birthday? Or is that the 20th? Columbine is somewhere around there too. But thats about all the evil I know of ’round there.
Yes. Now I’m compelled to do a post on the significance of April 19. Because BoysMom brought it up and ran off. I’d let it go except…. it’s Alli and Heidi asking. So now. What can I do when my favorites are asking?
Thanks, BoysMom. Why isn’t this your job?
Tomorrow, ladies. Some time tomorrow.
Wow! I was a sophomore in high school when you were born. We recently made some friends here in this state. They were born the year I graduated. We visited them recently (they are 3 hours away) and it was funny how they would not know some of the things we were talking about because of when they were born. It is something how age just doesn’t matter when we have Yeshua in common. Also I have found it to matter less and less the older I get and the more I have got away from age-segregated society.
Shalom,
Serena
I suppose I could google it and find it out for myself! :) But I appreciate the courtesy, Cowboy. :)
April 19, 1775, first shots fired in the American Revolutionary War. At least, that’s the first big event on that date that I recall. It’s also the day the fed. gov’t killed those folks down in Waco, and likewise the day that the fed. building in Oklahoma City was blown up.
I’m sure there’s more stuff that happened then, but I focused in on April 19, 1775 as a kid.
Hey, favorites? That rocks. *high fives Heidi* ;) I could google it too, but um yeah… lazy college student itis prevents me from doing work on my own.
*Heid tries for the high five and while firmly ensconsed (sp?) in DORK status, misses and hits Alli in the face* SO SORRY!!! :) Still like being a favorite!
*laughs at Heidi while holding her nose* DORK!!! :P
I was in a managers’ meeting when one of the security guys stuck his head in the room and told us one of the WTC towers had been hit. I remember getting the picture in my mind – a scene from the old King Kong movie, with the little bi-planes flying around the Empire State building. I thought that it must be a little Cesna, where the pilot had a heart attack or something. Then we heard about the second plane.
As events unfolded, a couple of the guys in the group were very angry, and talked about letting loose with nukes – but who do you nuke? A girl was scheduled to get married that weekend; she was sobbing because she was scared to go on a honeymoon. I felt like I’d just gone three rounds as Holyfield’s punching bag – weak at the knees.
My son’s birthday is 9/12. Bad enough that my dad died on 9/10 a few years back, now Josh carries this around for the rest of his life.