It’s hard to look at today’s date and not have some sort of thought or comment.

I looked back in my old hidden journal on 9-11-2001 to see if I wrote anything of note, only to find that my entry for that day was basically a one-liner of:

“I’m glued to the TV and feeling pretty numb…I’m sure I’m not the only one”

I really didn’t know what else to say, though I had a zillion thoughts–and most of those were of ANGER.

Thinking back, I must have watched the TV news coverage for about a week nonstop. I finally came to the breaking point where I just had to stop watching. I think what happened was…having watched it as it was happening, I felt the need to keep watching the replays because it was so surreal and by repeated watching …proved to myself that it was indeed real.

I’m sorry to those who lost friends and family on 9-11 but I’m even more sorry that our country… four years later …STILL has not served Osama the torture sandwich and death dessert he and his supporters deserve. It’s certainly the only thing on the menu they should be allowed to order.

We all remember where we were and what we were doing when 9-11 was happening…it’s become this generations #1 “where were you when” question. I’m just waiting and hoping for the question to change to “Where were you when they publicly executed Osama on TV?” THAT is a reality TV show I want to watch.