Tying a yellow ribbon around a tree in your yard to support the troops fighting has been done for a long time.
However, we are not at war. The people killed were innocent civilians.
When the space shuttle blew up, everyone in the nation drove with their headlights on for a while. Now, because most cars have this day light head lights feature, it just doesn’t seem to be enough.
What can we, Joe Average, do to show tribute to the lost souls of the massacre?
I am (as I always do) flying my Flag. I urge everyone out there to hang their flag ( even the little ones that you give to a child on 4th of July)
But it doesn’t seem to be enough. Any suggestions?
Well, if it’s not taken, I’d say to start a “Grey Ribbon” umm…thingy.
Grey to represent the emotions, the carnage, the dust, the ash, and the stone cold expressions on the faces of those in the world who are going to help in the retaliation.
We’ve had our flag out since we heard the news. In fact, my brother’s first reaction on hearing about the attacks was to run outside and put up our flag. Many people around our neighborhood have done the same.
I’m not sure what else should be done to pay tribute to those who lost their lives, but I’ve heard that blood is still needed in both New York and D.C. I plan to go donate today. There’s not much I can do here in Florida, but I’m hoping this will help at least a little.
Driving home from work yesterday I saw another car going the other way with the passenger holding a large american flag out of the window. It had a very positive effect on me, to know that people cared and that people were transcending the usual boundaries to come together as a country.
I think flying the flag is the way to go. On your house. On your car antenna. Wherever.
Driving with lights on is not really an option for many of us. I have a 2000 model car, and the lights are on automatically anytime the car is on.
One other message board I frequent suggested a set of three ribbons: red, yellow and blue.
Red = blood of the victims.
Yellow = Support of the victims
Blue = Patriotism of country
As for me:
I’m putting a flag on my car antenna.
I was turned away at the blood bank yesterday, even though I had a number - far too many people showed up for them to handle. I’m waiting 'til later in the week, since they are already at capacity when I called this morning.
I’m a little ashamed I didn’t think of it before, but I just put our flag up. I suppose with worrying about friends in NYC, my mind slipped. But it’s up now and will stay up.
I’m finally old enough to donate blood. Our banks are extending hours, and I’m going to call for an appointment, like they said.
My school, at least my class, is going to wear red white and blue colors on Friday, showing our pride in the US.
I’m going to fly a flag out my window, on my car, anywhere I can. I want to do anything I can to support my country, my fellow Americans, and show those monsters that we will not be brought down by this.
I’ve never been into symbols like flags and ribbons. I think the best thing I can do is carry on with my life, not let myself get dragged down or have my life changed in a negative way. If I could do something useful, like donate blood or money, I would, but I can’t.
This talk of flags reminds me of something the senior partner I was working with said to me this morning. He opened up the New York Times and showed me a picture of GWB’s address. As always, he was standing in front of the American seal.
He noticed something I didn’t. The arrows that the eagle clasps in its right talon were turned outwards.
He turned to me and said, “That’s fuckin’ code, man.”
A co-worker brought in flags for us, and we’re flying them from our cubes.
A point was brought up yesterday on the radio here about flying flags at half mast, as was requested by the Nebraska governor. (I’m in Omaha). The battle is not over. The time for mourning will come. But not yet. For now, fly them high and proud.
I am wearing my black grief awareness pin for now. It just makes me feel a little better. (A very little better.) It reminds me that a lot of mom’s and dad’s and sis’s and bro’s and friends and neighbors have a lot of tough sad days ahead.
I drove to the store this morning and I am slightly annoyed to see how few people actually have their American flags out. In the seven mile country drive that I did, only three ( including me) had their flags displayed. Flags are for something other than 4th of July, people.
None of my neighbors have ever flown a flag, which has always been a bit of a bone in my craw with me. My sister in law has never displayed the flag I gave her for a house warming present and this really cheeses me off.
I am sure in the next couple of days that as the numbness wears off, flags will fly.
I went to buy a few more, the kind that you put on graves, and stuck them in all my flower pots outside.