It’s been fifteen years.

I remember where I was. I was working a contract job in San Jose, by happenstance the last I ever had in my professional specialty, writing documentation for a new robot in those machines that handle silicon wafers in microprocessor plants. Hadn’t been at it long, either, because I was still commuting from Gilroy, which I had mistakenly thought would save me money. Heard about it as soon as I got in the truck and turned on the radio.

And today I reflect on all the indirect blessings that flowed from the horrible tragedy: endless talk and endless war and a virtual guard tower on every corner of the virtual fence.

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Yup, we sure showed them terrists a thing or two, din’t we, ‘Merkins?

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2 Responses to It’s been fifteen years.

  1. guffaw1952 says:

    “…endless talk and endless war and a virtual guard tower on every corner of the virtual fence.”
    And there, my friend, is the legacy.
    Along with the final sealing of the Mason jar on the American Constitutional Republic.
    All we need is to choose which flavor of dictator to laud over us.

    gfa

  2. MamaLiberty says:

    I was managing editor for The Sierra Times then, and as soon as I logged on to the ‘net that day I knew instantly that the world had taken a seriously wrong turn. None of the events, and absolutely none of the reactions or responses made any sense at all. That was the greatest impression I got from the whole thing. The longest and most destructive session of the “liar’s club” ever convened. And that is what remains, as far as I’m concerned.

To the stake with the heretic!