I saw this thread about United Flight 93 and said, “OK, just another 9/11 conspiracy nutter.” But then you shat on the memory of the victims of the attacks with these two pieces of garbage:
GlowingDorkness, you are a vile, hateful troll watching the monkeys dance for your pathetic amusement. I hope you never experience the pain and loss of family members and friends under tragic circumstances such as happened on September 11, 2001. May your continued participation on these message boards be short and miserable.
I read about the first third of the thread in question, and that was enough to establish, IMHO, that this guy is likely to go down like Flight 93 before very long.
You guys do realize thay I’m not trolling at all. If I libed in the US and met some of you guys I would say this stuff.
Its hard for Americans to comprehend, but not every human being believes that good and evil are so clearly black and white. I don’t believe the hijackers were evil. Just perhaps misguided. I will say this again. I genuinely believe this. And you know some things like 9/11 are bound to happen. Its better to accept it.
As somebody who traveled from the Midwest to New York City a few months after 9/11, and looked at the remains of Ground Zero, I can honestly say that things like this don’t have to happen. I stood there, looking at a giant crater, thinking about how fucking senseless it was. I started crying. I was trying to reconcile the death of my father a year before (almost to the day of my visit to Ground Zero). My dad never went to New York. But he was a retired firefighter, and any day that he went to work, we faced the possibility that we would never see him again.
In a sense, my dad was my hero. He was, unbeknownst to him, one of the main reasons that I went and became an EMT.
So, as I stood there, thinking about not just the people who died on the planes, or in the buildings, but about the rescue workers who rushed in to a situation that (I’m sure they knew) would lead to their own deaths to save people they had never met before. And how firefighters, police, and military personnel put themselves in the position where their kids may grow up without a father. So that someone else’s children don’t have to experience that.
People tend to think of the cops, firefighters and such as heroes. And they are. They do things that the majority of us couldn’t do, and they see things that most people just can’t fucking comprehend.
But they’re not the only heroes. Those people are trained, and paid (though, in my opinion, woefully underpaid) for one reason: they know that, over the course of their career, there are going to be a few instances where their action or inaction will make the difference between someone living or dying, and they get paid not to shit themselves when those moments arrive.
It seems to me that a group of people, staring death in the face (no matter if they rushed the hijackers or sat still), willfully deciding that they were willing to do everything to make sure that no one else outside of that plane had to die?
Those people are fucking heroes.
Maybe you disagree. But you are wrong.
I spit on you. I spit on everything that you stand for, and on what you hold dear. I spit in your children’s eyes. While I don’t wish death or harm on you or your kids (if you have them), I do wish for you to have to bury every single one of them. And I hope you bury a little fucking piece of that black lump you call a heart with every one of them.
When it is your turn to die, I hope it comes painfully, with medication that doesn’t help. I hope it takes years, in the most degrading and embarrassing ways possible.