My heart goes out to the poor souls and their familys that parished at the twin towers. I am greatly sad for what has happened, as the whole world is.And we can't let them get away with it.They must be accountable for their actions and if that means war,so be it. I really don't believe in war but see no other way around this. If we don't let them know we mean business then it will just keep happening again and again. I strongly suspect that if those not stopped the other day at the airports then they would have done even more damage. And alot more lives would have been lost. This is my thoughts on the matter and does not represent the feelings of yahoo.com but only mine. Thanks for visiting my site.Denise

This is unbelievable:

Flight #s: 11, 93, 175, 77
11 = yesterday's date
9+3=12 today's date
1+7+5=13 tomorrow's date
7+7= Friday's date

Here's a quote from Nostradamus in 1545:
"In the year of the new century and nine months, from the sky will come a great King of Terror...the sky will burn at forty-five degrees...fire approaches the great new city...in the City of God there will be a great thunder, two brothers torn apart by Chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb. The third great war will begin when the big city is burning."

This was sent for a woman to me and I decided that it was worth posting for everyone to see. Please read this.
On difficults day..... here is something very nice about our country from another country. I think you will find this interesting, and I hope that all America can read it and the pride in their country can be uplifted.
TRIBUTE TO AMERICA
The following, from a Canadian newspaper, is worth sharing.
Its subject is "America: The Good Neighbor"
Widespread but only partial news coverage was given recently to a remarkable editorial broadcast from Toronto by Gordon Sinclair, a Canadian television commentator. What follows is the full text of his trenchant remarks as printed in the Congressional Record:
"This Canadian thinks it is time to speak up for the Americans as the most generous and possibly the least appreciated people on all the earth. Germany, Japan and, to a lesser extent, Britain and Italy were lifted out of the debris of war by the Americans who poured in billions of dollars and forgave other billions in debts. None of these countries is today paying even the interest on its remaining debts to the United States.
When France was in danger of collapsing in 1956, it was the Americans who propped it up, and their reward was to be insulted and swindled on the streets of Paris. I was there. I saw it.
When earthquakes hit distant cities, it is the United States that hurries in to help. This spring, 59 American communities were flattened by tornadoes. Nobody helped.
The Marshall Plan and the Truman Policy pumped billions of dollars into discouraged countries. Now newspapers in those countries are writing about the decadent, warmongering Americans.
I'd like to see just one of those countries that is gloating over the erosion of the United States dollar build its own airplane. Does any other country in the world have a plane to equal the Boeing Jumbo Jet, the Lockheed Tri-Star, or the Douglas DC10? If so, why don't they fly them? Why do all the International lines except Russia fly American Planes?
Why does no other land on earth even consider putting a man or woman on the moon? You talk about Japanese technocracy, and you get radios. You talk about German technocracy, and you get automobiles. You talk about American technocracy, and you find men on the moon-not once, but several times-and safely home again. You talk about scandals, and the Americans put theirs right in the store window for everybody to look at. Even their draft-dodgers are not pursued and hounded. They are here on our streets, and most of them, unless they are breaking Canadian laws, are getting American dollars from ma and pa at home to spend here.
When the railways of France, Germany and India were breaking down through age, it was the Americans who rebuilt them. When the Pennsylvania Railroad and the New York Central went broke, nobody loaned them an old caboose. Both are still broke.
I can name you 5000 times when the Americans raced to the help of other people in trouble. Can you name me even one time when someone else raced to the Americans in trouble? I don't think there was outside help even during the San Francisco earthquake.
Our neighbors have faced it alone, and I'm one Canadian who is damned tired of hearing them get kicked around. They will come out of this thing with their flag high. And when they do, they are entitled to thumb their nose at the lands that are gloating over their present troubles. I hope Canada is not one of those." Stand proud, America!

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While on TV, Falwell links gays to attacks Tom Musbach, Gay.com / PlanetOut.com Network Friday, September 14, 2001 / 04:03 PM Today's Headlines While on TV, Falwell links gays to attacks 'Day of Prayer' observed around the globe Attacks cause gay Web site outage Arab Americans brace for more violence
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On the eve of a national day of prayer and remembrance, Rev. Jerry Falwell declared that gays and lesbians bear partial responsibility for Tuesday's terrorist attacks, but later he apologized for blaming anyone other than the terrorists.
On Thursday's broadcast of the Christian television program "The 700 Club," Falwell, in a discussion with host Pat Robertson about the terrorist attacks in the United States, said:
"I really believe that the pagans, and the abortionists, and the feminists, and the gays and the lesbians who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle, the ACLU, People for the American Way - all of them who have tried to secularize America - I point the finger in their face and say, 'You helped this happen.'"
During another part of the show, Falwell asserted that, because of the groups named above, God allowed "the enemies of America to give us probably what we deserve." Robertson agreed.
Both Falwell and Robertson are influential figures in the religious right.
Reactions to the remarks were swift and plentiful. A White House official told the Washington Post that Falwell's comments were "inappropriate" and said, "The president does not share those views."
"I am saddened that on this day devoted to prayer and remembrance and healing, Jerry Falwell has once again uttered untrue and hurtful words that inflame people and which divide, rather than bring us together," said Rev. Troy Perry, moderator of the Universal Fellowship of Metropolitan Community Churches.
President Bush declared Friday a day of prayer and remembrance for the victims of the terrorist attacks in New York and Washington.
National Gay and Lesbian Task Force Executive Director Lorri Jean responded to Falwell with this statement: "The terrible tragedy that has befallen our nation, and indeed the entire global community, is the sad byproduct of fanaticism. It has its roots in the same fanaticism that enables people like Jerry Falwell to preach hate against those who do not think, live, or love in the exact same way he does."
She added that the week's tragedies "did not occur because someone made God mad, as Mr. Falwell asserts. They occurred because of hate, pure and simple. It is time to move beyond a place of hate and to a place of healing. We hope that Mr. Falwell will apologize to the U.S. and world communities."
A spokeswoman for the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU) said the organization "will not dignify the Falwell-Robertson remarks with a comment."
Late Thursday, the television evangelist called CNN to apologize, saying, "I would never blame any human being except the terrorists, and if I left that impression with gays or lesbians or anyone else, I apologize."
Falwell also issued a statement on his Web site Friday that said his "long theological discussion" with Robertson was taken out of context and "reduced to sound bites."


It was something we never thought we'd see It could never happen to you and me An attack against all civilization An attack that shocked our nation Four airliners, all hijacked A precise and planned attack Fueled by evil, a merciless crime The worst terrorist act of all time The World Trade Center towers Symbols of our financial power Crumbling, falling, cascading down Concrete and debris, hitting the ground So many families torn apart A tragedy felt in all of our hearts If we're ever to overcome this devastation We must pull together as a nation To the victims' families, we send our prayers and love


To be fair here is the other side of coin. From the open letter to a terrorist.
Another point of view:
http://www.vpr.net/vt_news/stories/attack/attack-lange.shtml

An open letter to a terrorist:
Well, you hit the World Trade Center, but you missed America. You hit the Pentagon, but you missed America. You used helpless American bodies, to take out other American bodies, but like a poor marksman, you STILL missed America.
Why? Because of something you guys will never understand. America isn't about a building or two, not about financial centers, not about military centers, America isn't about a place, America isn't even about a bunch of bodies. America is about an IDEA. An idea, that you can go someplace where you can earn as much as you can figure out how to, live for the most part, like you envisioned living, and pursue Happiness. (No guarantees that you'll reach it, but you can sure try!)
Go ahead and whine your terrorist whine, and chant your terrorist litany: "If you can not see my point, then feel my pain." This concept is alien to Americans. We live in a country where we don't have to see your point. But you're free to have one. We don't have to listen to your speech. But you're free to say one. Don't know where you got the strange idea that everyone has to agree with you. We don't agree with each other in this country, almost as a matter of pride. We're a collection of guys that don't agree, called States. We united our individual states to protect ourselves from tyranny in the world. Another idea, we made up on the spot.
You CAN make it up as you go, when it's your country.
If you're free enough.
Yeah, we're fat, sloppy, easy-going goofs most of the time. That's an unfortunate image to project to the world, but it comes of feeling free and easy about the world you live in. It's unfortunate too, because people start to forget that when you attack Americans, they tend to fight like a cornered badger. The first we knew of the War of 1812, was when England burned Washington D.C. to the ground. Didn't turn out like England thought it was going to, and it's not going to turn out like you think, either. Sorry, but you're not the first bully on our shores, just the most recent.
No Marquis of Queensbury rules for Americans, either.
So who just declared War on us? It would be nice to point to some real estate, like the good old days. Unfortunately, we're probably at war with random camps, in far-flung places. Who think they're safe. Just like the Barbary Pirates did. They were wrong. So are you. Better start sleeping with one eye open.
There's a spirit that tends to take over people who come to this country, looking for opportunity, looking for liberty, looking for freedom. Even if they misuse it. The Marielistas that Castro emptied out of his prisons, were overjoyed to find out how much freedom there was. First thing they did when they hit our shores, was run out and buy guns. The ones that didn't end up dead, ended up in prisons. It was a big problem then (especially in south Florida). We solved that problem. As for you, you're only the newest problem, not the first.
You guys seem to be incapable of understanding that we don't live in America, America lives in US! American Spirit is what it's called. And killing a few thousand of us, or a few million of us, won't change it. Most of the time, it's a pretty happy-go-lucky kind of Spirit. Until we're crossed in a cowardly manner, then it becomes an entirely different kind of Spirit.
Wait until you see what we do with that Spirit, this time.
Sleep tight, if you can. We're coming. And we will win.

A friend sent me this and I thought I would share it. Copyright 2001 - Planet Out
Now that everyone's into singing "America, the Beautiful," you may want to know a little more about the person who wrote it.
Playwright Katharine Lee Bates
by David Bianco--Planet Out
For many people in the United States, the song "America the Beautiful" captures the spirit of the country even better than the national anthem. It certainly is a lot easier to sing. On top of that, the lyrics were written by Katharine Lee Bates, a Wellesley College professor who lived for 25 years as "one soul together" with another woman.
Born in Falmouth, Mass., in 1859, Bates was a precocious child who at the age of 9 already had strong likes and dislikes. "I like women better than men," the young girl wrote in her diary. "I like fat women better than lean ones." She also showed her early feminist proclivities: "Sewing is always expected of girls. Why not boys?"
After graduating from Wellesley College in 1885, Bates was invited to stay on and teach English. Pursuing a teaching career was one way that young, middle-class women at that time could become economically independent and remain unmarried if they so chose. In fact, Susan B. Anthony called the last years of the 19th century "the epoch of the single woman," because so many educated women opted not to marry men and instead partnered off with other women in romantic friendships.
In 1887, Bates met another young faculty member, Katharine Coman, who taught history and political economy and later founded the college's economics department. Their friendship grew slowly; it wasn't until 1890 that the two women considered themselves (and were considered by others) to be bound together in an intimate relationship. Their circle of friends included other female academic couples who lived together in "Wellesley marriages."
Because the salary for a female professor was only $400 a year "with board and washing," Bates and Coman supplemented their incomes by writing books and articles, giving guest lectures, and accepting summer teaching gigs. Throughout their relationship, work often kept the two apart. Bates's travels sometimes took her abroad, once to Spain, where she wrote to Coman, "Such a rainy, sorrowful day. I want you very much." On a research stint at Oxford University, she reminisced about an afternoon they'd shared when "there were two hands in one pocket."
In 1893, Bates took a summer teaching job at Colorado College in Colorado Springs. One day, she and some colleagues decided to scale the 14,000 feet of Pike's Peak. "We hired a prairie wagon," Bates recalled later. "Near the top we had to leave the wagon and go the rest of the way on mules. I was very tired. But when I saw the view, I felt great joy. All the wonder of America seemed displayed there, with the sea-like expanse." The opening lines of a poem, celebrating "spacious skies" and "purple mountain majesties," formed in her mind. That evening, Bates completed in one sitting the poem she titled "America the Beautiful."
At first Bates didn't consider the poem good enough for publication, and she waited two years before submitting it to a journal called The Congregationalist. When published on July 4, 1895, "America the Beautiful" became instantly popular, and shortly thereafter it was set to a piece of music by composer Samuel Ward. Over the years, there were several attempts to adopt the song as the national anthem, but "The Star-Spangled Banner," a much older tune, won out in 1931.
The song lyrics provided Bates with a steady income for the rest of her life. In 1907, she had a house for herself and Coman custom-built near the Wellesley campus. On the third floor was a large, open study in which Coman wrote. Though less well-known than her partner, Coman was a prolific writer who authored six books and numerous articles on American history and economics. Also a social activist, Coman helped to found Denison House, a settlement house in Boston that is still in operation.
In 1912, Coman underwent surgery for a lump in her breast. Another operation soon followed, forcing her to retire from teaching. Bates installed an elevator in their home so that her partner could negotiate the house's three floors and continue to live as normally as possible. But in 1915, Coman died at the age of 57.
Overwhelmed with grief, Bates immediately began writing a collection of poems for the woman she had nicknamed "Joy of Life." Published in 1922 in a limited edition of 750 copies, Yellow Clover: A Book of Remembrance took its name from the small flowers the two women had pressed into the letters they wrote to each other during their travels. The poems were a testament to the deep love Bates had felt for Coman:
My love, my love, if you could come once more From your high place,I would not question you for heavenly lore, But, silent, take the comfort of your face..
Bates authored many other volumes of poetry, as well as academic treatises on Shakespearean drama and several children's books, including a popular one about her and Coman's dog. She taught at Wellesley until 1920, when she retired to write poetry full time. Without Coman, though, she told a friend that she was "sometimes not quite sure whether I'm alive or not." She died in 1929 at age 70.
From a speech made by Capt. John S. McCain, US, (Ret) who represents Arizona
in the U.S. Senate:
As you may know, I spent five and one half years as a prisoner of war during the Vietnam War. In the early years of our imprisonment, the NVA kept us in solitary confinement or two or three to a cell. In 1971 the NVA moved us from these conditions of isolation into large rooms with as many as 30 to 40 men to a room.
This was, as you can imagine, a wonderful change and was a direct result of the efforts of millions of Americans on behalf of a few hundred POWs 10,000 miles from home.
One of the men who moved into my room was a young man named Mike Christian. Mike came from a small town near Selma, Alabama. He didn't wear a pair of shoes until he was 13 years old. At 17, he enlisted in the US Navy. He later earned a commission by going to Officer Training School. Then he became a Naval Flight Officer and was shot down and captured in 1967.
Mike had a keen and deep appreciation of the opportunities this country-and our military-provide for people who want to work and want to succeed.
As part of the change in treatment, the Vietnamese allowed some prisoners to receive packages from home. In some of these packages were handkerchiefs, scarves and other items of clothing. Mike got himself a bamboo needle.
Over a period of a couple of months, he created an American flag and sewed on the inside of his shirt. Every afternoon, before we had a bowl of soup, we would hang Mike's shirt on the wall of the cell and say the Pledge of Allegiance. I know the Pledge of Allegiance may not seem the most important part of our day now, but I can assure you that in that stark cell it was indeed the most important and meaningful event.
One day the Vietnamese searched our cell, as they did periodically, and discovered Mike's shirt with the flag sewn inside, and removed it. That evening they returned, opened the door of the cell, and for the benefit of all us, beat Mike Christian severely for the next couple of hours. Then, they opened the door of the cell and threw him in. We cleaned him up as well as we could.
The cell in which we lived had a concrete slab in the middle on which we slept. Four naked light bulbs hung in each corner of the room. As said, we tried to clean up Mike as well as we could. After the excitement died down, I looked in the corner of the room, and sitting there beneath that dim light bulb with a piece of red cloth, another shirt and his bamboo needle, was my friend, Mike Christian. He was sitting there with his eyes almost shut from the beating he had received, making another American flag.
He was not making the flag because it made Mike Christian feel better. He was making that flag because he knew how important it was to us to be able to Pledge our allegiance to our flag and country.
So the next time you say the Pledge of Allegiance, you must never forget the sacrifice and courage that thousands of Americans have made to build our nation and promote freedom around the world. You must remember our duty, our honor, and our country.
"I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."
PASS THIS ON... and on... and on!!!!!