Sorry, there will be no 9-11 porn here today.
If you’re interested in seeing gruesome images interspersed among American flags cheesily slide across your screen while track 4 off Wal-Mart’s “Patriotic Hits” CD drones on in the background of a 2 min Flash presentation you’ve spent the last hour and a half loading, you’ll have to look somewhere else.
If you are looking to fight about how 9-11 proves that Democrats or Republicans were, are, or always will be right all along and how anybody who doesn’t see it clearly hates America, point your browser to a different location and I’m sure you’ll find what you’re looking for.
Find a new destination if you’re looking for a detailed recount of what breakfast cereal someone was eating hundreds of miles from NYC when they “heard the news,” despite having heard the story each year for the last 6, because let’s face it, unless you live in NYC or Washington (or perhaps Shanksville, PA), “where you were when…” is probably not that different from where you were on 9-10, and that really isn’t that exciting.
Perhaps that makes me a horrible, uncaring, sorry excuse for an American. On the other hand, perhaps it’s only reasonable to think that if, in 6 years, you haven’t recovered from the loss of people you never knew in places you’ve never been, you’re either suffering from a greater emotional problem, or are faking it to push forward some kind of agenda.