body surfing over a mile of coarse concrete. It was by far the most amazing
experience of my entire life, and I was sure Iris was going to slaughter me for
it!
Oh boy did she chew me out when I got back,
yelling about the "labors of marriage" and where she'll fit into my
lone-wolf superhero adventures. Oh yeah, and she wasn't too happy that this
Edward fella wanted to meet again in frickin' Seattle of all places, at least not at first.
But she's my lady, love of my life, the reason
the world is worth fighting for, yadda yadda, etc., etc., baaarrrffff.
But I mean it. Honestly.
So let's keep count, shall we: Pearl Harbor,
9-11, and now L.A.
3-18, or whatever catchy phrase it'll end up being called. These were the
darkest tragedies on American soil, carved into our history so deep that the emotional
scars will take generations to heal.
Over seventeen thousand innocent people dead,
close to one hundred thousand injured, and for the first time in our nation’s
history we have no face to place upon this evil. No person, nation, terrorist
organization, or political group has come forward to claim ownership of this
attack, if we're even considering it that. Some are theorizing it could simply
be an accident, and if that's the case how many more "accidents" can
we expect?
One eerie possibility I've heard the media
float around way too many times to be comfortable with is that we may never
know who is responsible. All while the public grows increasingly frustrated
that a latent portion of the population is developing increasingly dangerous
abilities. This whole phenomenon is only a few days old, there's no telling
what percentage of people are effected. Maybe everyone's going to develop some
sort of ability, will we feel safe then? Doubt it.
But hey, we're not all whiny little turds who
can't get over diversity. There is a silver lining to be found, even if you do
have to squint to see it. Normal people are out there alongside the I.C.'s or
E.C.'s or whatever you want to call us, cleaning-up and rebuilding their broken
neighborhoods. Slow clap.
Shortly after the attack our valiant President
addressed the nation while safely aboard Air Force One, condemning the attack
as "Godless," and pledging as much military support as necessary to
help secure and rebuild the area. Preaching the importance of keeping a strong
resolve in such trying times, and ending by grieving for those lost as he lead
the nation in a moment of silence.
All the things a good little president would
do, not that I see anything wrong with it, I just that I have a hard time not
being cynical.
Unsurprisingly, the Los Angeles area has been ushered into a
state of Martial Law, something I completely agree with; and there's been a
steady stream of information from the White House to update us on the
military's response and to clarify the nation on their position moving forward.
Good job, Mr. President. Good job.
Noveen Walsh (3/18) -
I'm not an idiot, okay? I get it, not every
I.C. is a serial murderer, I honestly get it. But fear is both necessary and
healthy because it keeps us alert and keeps us alive, so excuse me if I pull
out my knife when I a stranger walks behind me, and I don't care if I offend
you because I'd rather wait for the next train; it's things like that that'll
keep me alive.
Let's be honest with ourselves here, gang- bangers
are now weapons of mass destruction, the death penalty should be used on every
single one of'em that abuses their powers, agree? Maybe that fear will keep a
couple of us alive a bit longer... Maybe.
Berta Lautenshlager (3/18) -
Such a divisive subject, you guys! On the one
hand I know first-hand where all this fear and outrage is coming from, I'm
right there with you. But on the other, my brother is one of them and he's no
frickin' serial killer or thug. In fact the only thing he's interested in doing
is making ice cubes and keeping his room cool, and that can hardly be
considered a threat to anyone unless you're
experience of my entire life, and I was sure Iris was going to slaughter me for
it!
Oh boy did she chew me out when I got back,
yelling about the "labors of marriage" and where she'll fit into my
lone-wolf superhero adventures. Oh yeah, and she wasn't too happy that this
Edward fella wanted to meet again in frickin' Seattle of all places, at least not at first.
But she's my lady, love of my life, the reason
the world is worth fighting for, yadda yadda, etc., etc., baaarrrffff.
But I mean it. Honestly.
So let's keep count, shall we: Pearl Harbor,
9-11, and now L.A.
3-18, or whatever catchy phrase it'll end up being called. These were the
darkest tragedies on American soil, carved into our history so deep that the emotional
scars will take generations to heal.
Over seventeen thousand innocent people dead,
close to one hundred thousand injured, and for the first time in our nation’s
history we have no face to place upon this evil. No person, nation, terrorist
organization, or political group has come forward to claim ownership of this
attack, if we're even considering it that. Some are theorizing it could simply
be an accident, and if that's the case how many more "accidents" can
we expect?
One eerie possibility I've heard the media
float around way too many times to be comfortable with is that we may never
know who is responsible. All while the public grows increasingly frustrated
that a latent portion of the population is developing increasingly dangerous
abilities. This whole phenomenon is only a few days old, there's no telling
what percentage of people are effected. Maybe everyone's going to develop some
sort of ability, will we feel safe then? Doubt it.
But hey, we're not all whiny little turds who
can't get over diversity. There is a silver lining to be found, even if you do
have to squint to see it. Normal people are out there alongside the I.C.'s or
E.C.'s or whatever you want to call us, cleaning-up and rebuilding their broken
neighborhoods. Slow clap.
Shortly after the attack our valiant President
addressed the nation while safely aboard Air Force One, condemning the attack
as "Godless," and pledging as much military support as necessary to
help secure and rebuild the area. Preaching the importance of keeping a strong
resolve in such trying times, and ending by grieving for those lost as he lead
the nation in a moment of silence.
All the things a good little president would
do, not that I see anything wrong with it, I just that I have a hard time not
being cynical.
Unsurprisingly, the Los Angeles area has been ushered into a
state of Martial Law, something I completely agree with; and there's been a
steady stream of information from the White House to update us on the
military's response and to clarify the nation on their position moving forward.
Good job, Mr. President. Good job.
Noveen Walsh (3/18) -
I'm not an idiot, okay? I get it, not every
I.C. is a serial murderer, I honestly get it. But fear is both necessary and
healthy because it keeps us alert and keeps us alive, so excuse me if I pull
out my knife when I a stranger walks behind me, and I don't care if I offend
you because I'd rather wait for the next train; it's things like that that'll
keep me alive.
Let's be honest with ourselves here, gang- bangers
are now weapons of mass destruction, the death penalty should be used on every
single one of'em that abuses their powers, agree? Maybe that fear will keep a
couple of us alive a bit longer... Maybe.
Berta Lautenshlager (3/18) -
Such a divisive subject, you guys! On the one
hand I know first-hand where all this fear and outrage is coming from, I'm
right there with you. But on the other, my brother is one of them and he's no
frickin' serial killer or thug. In fact the only thing he's interested in doing
is making ice cubes and keeping his room cool, and that can hardly be
considered a threat to anyone unless you're
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