Friday, September 9, 2011

Remembering September 11th, 2001

I remember where I was on the morning of September 11th 2001.  I hadn’t slept much that night or the previous, and early on September 11th I decided to cycle to Willows Beach.  It was a beautiful morning, and I sat on a bench watching the sunrise.  When I returned home, turned on the television, and saw what was happening in NYC I thought to myself, “well they’ve finally blown themselves up.”

As news quickly spread across the corporate media channels, the words al Qaeda and Osama Bin Laden soon (some say suspiciously soon, preventing any alternate theories to emerge) became part of the popular lexicon.  The Big Lie, some call it.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

What did you do, while 1252 were arrested in DC for you?

Within the next two weeks I intend to use up, burn, consume, what is likely my second, or perhaps third, tank of gasoline this year. 

Whoa!  What kind of solidarity action is that?

Please let me reassure you … this is not some diabolical plot I’m undertaking, after so enthusiastically supporting the 1252 arrestees and many thousands (perhaps millions) of their friends, in an effort to prove I can be as shamefacedly two-faced as all those who like to pretend they’re something they’re not.  It’s just circumstantial.  Really.  Just a strange coincidence.

final count: 1252 arrested. final day: zero coverage on cbc tv news.