2001 Tragedy Remembered

While our politicians are having a food fight over the remote (and the Sunday-Monday ABC miniseries about 9-11), bloggers are writing tributes to the 2,996 victims of the WTC tragedy.

A four-legged specimen -- yes -- but I'm not a political animal. mind you. I do, however, know a smidget about political correctness. For example:

It just ain't right that folks who call themselves Christians want to line funeral routes to protest fallen soldiers and call them names like "queers" and "baby-killers." Dang-nab-it, if I were attending one of those funerals, I'd step to the curb and butt the crapola outta those inbred cretins.

It also ain't right that that former Iranian leader is here in the USofA so close to the 9-11 tragedy. It's like rubbing salt into an already deep cut. Like re-hitting an unhealed scab on your knee or elbow. If I could get through the gates at Turtle Bay or onto the Harvard campus, I'd sneak into that long-nailed scraggy faced critic's bedroom and devour his robes and head-wraps. Might not cause him to cancel his speech, but waiting for the hotel staff to round up one of those complimentary bathrobes and a clean set of towels would delay him a bit!

Lots of other things ain't right either, but I'll hold those until later.

Talking about piging-out on robes and head-wraps has made me hungry.

While I'm masticulating, I'm gonna graze over toward Perish the Thought and start reading those tributes ....