Where Were You?

pin 9-11 remberance

Most of us remember the Alan Jackson song – hence the title.

Where were you?  I was driving down the freeway  almost to work when the first reports of an  airplane hitting the World Trade Center hit the local radio. By the time I arrived at work it was clear that yes the unbelievable – a commercial plane had crashed into one of the towers.  Then the second plane hit.

I was now opening the garage of the second tallest building in Sacramento.  One of the tenants was Trade and Commerce.  To make a very long story short the Parking Facility Manager, the Janitorial shift lead person, and a couple security guards were the only people remaining in the building.  I sure hope they have better plans in place now because back then the plan sucked.  If you were high enough up the food chain you either arrived and argued with us explaining how important you were trying to bully your way into locked down building without proper ID or you stayed away afraid the aircraft that were reported missing and headed to Calif  were going to hit the building.

I remember watching the Towers fall on a TV we borrowed from the Pawn shop next door.  Over and Over again.  As my pal the janitor awaited news about his cousins that worked in the buildings hoping that they somehow survived.

Today in remembrance:


Compass Spinning

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Silly me, I got bored. My blog list folks are not posting. Television news tends to no longer presents unbiased reporting. I started back to reading and researching via the net. Yikes!
The perspective: Micro V the Macro, the small V the big, or Local V Global depending on how you want to define it.
Personal: Numerous physical annoyances atop of MS. I was half way through finishing a game (Assassins Creed Blackflag) when a power surge and fail scrambled my save game and all was lost. I might have to save up and buy a power backup for my game consoles.
Local: Two vehicles speed through our complex shooting hard plastic pellets randomly.
City: Demolition starts on the downtown plaza to make room for the new arena.
State: fires are burning. The DayFire, two miles N of the community of Day (Modoc Co.) is 7,000 acres and 5% contained.
Country: The U.S. State Department and the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention are bringing infected Ebola patients back to the USA.
Global: Middle East, Eurasia, Africa, and South America. …
I find myself really looking inward. Reevaluating – my beliefs and moral compass. This New World is annoying in many ways. Multiple sclerosis and age are the in my face you cannot do that anymore items. Frustration.
Our townhouse is in an association that if the thugs in the area do not stop stealing, vandalizing, and stop their anti civilized behavior campaigns we are toast. The religious interpretations going on globally are getting insane. I am still stuck on why the f would we bring a most dangerous virus onto our continent. Two people V 533,215,000 (est. pop of North American Continent). I have spent most of my time on earth as a middle of the road type. Neither total left or right politically taking each issue and deciding not based on political party affiliation but on its own merits.
My compass needle is spinning, spinning, and spinning.
Oh yeah it is 2p.m. and 104 F/40 C


World Real Time

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time: 70's globeI watch the news, translate tweets, crazy, there is really only one common factor amongst the main players of war and strife right now – many generally dislike us if not hate. I do not wish to share my opinions on the political or religious conflicts going on right now. Maybe just convey the sadness or confusion. I do not know. I am conflicted.
The technological advances have created a new frontier. Social media plays out the details of war and conflict in real time. No immediate censorship – that is, if it gets out into the cyber space it remains. Sure, television stations, print news, and governments can delete them, fire those responsible, but if a tweet, a message board comment, or video hits the new frontier it will always be part of the record.
There are things I typed long ago using an old IBM 286 with a dial up internet connection posted on a PRODIGY board that I can still find. In the new cyber space frontier, what you type/share never disappears. Some of the opinions I held in the 80?s conflict with those I hold now.
Social networks and video sites have also created a great place for propaganda. It takes much investigation to weed through the bull. On the positive side, language translators exist in the new frontier. The happenings around the world in real time. Like any good debate it is easy to find the pro and con postilions of any situation. Then again there is a need to weed through the propaganda and untruths. As History plays out some choose to avoid, some censor, some just go for it and risk seeing or hearing the not so cleaned up, sanitized versions of what is going on around the world.
If I keep this crazy obsession with watching, listening, translating, in an attempt to understand the not so understandable I might end up learning a few new languages.
I bit of info if you choose to watch the following no guts nor blood shown video.

I also embedded it so I could turn off the related videos that can show up at the end as, well they might be disturbing to some. If you wish to watch it larger just use the full screen icon in the lower right. If you open the tube itself no such guarantee.
Slavyansk/Slavyansk, is a city in eastern Ukraine (located within the province of Donetsk) that was a stronghold of pro-Russian militants. Ukraine’s army won the battle for 100,000-strong Slavyansk a few weeks ago.
The song “The Town I Loved So Well” was written by songwriter Phil Coulter about his home town of Derry and the way it was devastated by the Troubles in Northern Ireland.
The Dubliners was an Irish folk band that disbanded in 2012.
Once again I wish to make clear I am not promoting a side here. Everyone has a hometown.