Windows RG
Saturday, September 29, 2001
Friday, September 28, 2001
Thursday, September 27, 2001
Wednesday, September 26, 2001
Monday, September 24, 2001
monday, september 24, 2001
my first day of new class. I'm still not
sure if I like my instructor or not. I'm reserving judgment.
Some of the students also leave something to be desired. I'm quite the
Negative Nancy today, huh? it must be the migraine I've had for days
now.
Wednesday, September 19, 2001
Tuesday, September 18, 2001
tuesday, september 18, 2001
don't everyday activities feel trivial?
I'm constantly adding new sites to those mentioned below, such as charities, tributes, etc.
I'm constantly adding new sites to those mentioned below, such as charities, tributes, etc.
Monday, September 17, 2001
monday, september 17, 2001
I haven't felt like posting these past few days. I haven't really felt like doing much of anything these past few days. I have always been the "sensitive" one in my family. Lately, it's all been too much for me. And then, I feel guilty about being sad because I didn't personally know anyone who died in these attacks. But, I have been watching and reading about all of their stories. And, I've been crying along with them all.
It seems that the U.S. is in a chess game for our lives. Every move we make right now has to be thought out to the end of the game. And, there doesn't appear to be any right answers.
To me, the most obvious answer is to help them to help themselves, but...
If we help the Afghani rebels overthrow Usama bin Laden and the Taliban, then are we back to where we were 20 years ago when we helped bin Laden do the same to the Russians? Did we just piss off or mortally offend some other extremist in the process?
It seems that the U.S. is in a chess game for our lives. Every move we make right now has to be thought out to the end of the game. And, there doesn't appear to be any right answers.
To me, the most obvious answer is to help them to help themselves, but...
If we help the Afghani rebels overthrow Usama bin Laden and the Taliban, then are we back to where we were 20 years ago when we helped bin Laden do the same to the Russians? Did we just piss off or mortally offend some other extremist in the process?
Sunday, September 16, 2001
sunday, september 16, 2001
Charities Review Council
American Institute of Philanthropy - charity watchdog group
Charities:
Red Cross
September 11th Fund
NY Times Neediest
Int'l Assoc. of Fire Fighters
TechTV assisting the Red Cross
AmeriCares
Give for Change
New York State World Trade Center Relief Fund
Mercy Corp Animal Disaster Relief Fund
American Institute of Philanthropy - charity watchdog group
Charities:
Red Cross
September 11th Fund
NY Times Neediest
Int'l Assoc. of Fire Fighters
TechTV assisting the Red Cross
AmeriCares
Give for Change
New York State World Trade Center Relief Fund
Mercy Corp Animal Disaster Relief Fund
Saturday, September 15, 2001
saturday, september 15, 2001
We Evacuate
By
Mary Marsicano
September 11, 2001
Both towers? Yeah? Both,
No two planes, I said two planes.
Accident? No fuckin' way,
two at once, impossible.
They got what? Oh Jesus!
Are you sure? The Pentagon?
Joe, hey, Joe, they got the Pentagon
What? What? I asked him? Who?
Two planes, he said, one right after the other?
What? I asked again, unable to comprehend
To admit what I feared I had comprehended
Two planes slammed into the two towers,
One into the Pentagon, one down near
Camp David. Hijacked, and
there's more not accounted for.
More? More?
More hijacked planes he said.
Whose planes, our planes? Military planes?
Commercial, commercial, outta Boston,
Boston? Oh my God, Boston? Dave's in
Boston, his home office is here. What if?
What if? What if? Oh, God, A phone,
I need a phone, I dropped my cigarette
Long forgotten anyway. Phones in Jury
waiting room. Yes, there are many phones.
Elevator, hurry,
Floor one, two, three, four, five, six
Oh god let me get to eleven. Please,
Get me to a phone. My baby, my son
My baby Dave, Do I know where
my children are?
First phone dead, dial tone on second phone.
but no connection. Third phone busy
Fourth phone won't react to credit card
Next try, busy signal. Fifth phone busy signal
No more phones, Try them all again, can't connect.
Need to hear my son's voice. Need to hear it..
Everyone turn in your stubs and you're excused.
You will get credit for today. Call us in the morning
To see if the courts are open. But now, leave.
Leave the building. Leave the building. Call tomorrow
Leave the building. Go home. Go home.
11, stop, 10, 9, stop take on more people,
8, 7, 6, stop, 5, 4, stop, 3, 2, lobby.
People, quiet, moving, quietly moving,
order, no panic, quiet, moving
The street. Where to go? North, go north,
No I said to the women next to me
Do not go into the subways, Fires, smoke
Maybe flooding, maybe bombs.
But how? She cried. How do I get home?
Walk, walk, I said walk. Walk where?
It's so dark, why is it so dark? She sobbed.
North, walk north, Oh, yes. She got it.
Walk north, which way is north?
That way I pointed. She nodded.
Started to walk. People everywhere, quiet,
Some crying, most shaking their heads
I can't believe? I just can't believe they said.
The ground shook, rumbled, growled, louder
Louder, huge. behind me, the building next to me?
Below me? The subway? Bombs?
Where? Louder - so loud. Is this it? Could this be
It? Will I ever see my children again?
My baby Grace? My precious daughters
Nicole's golden smile, Kris' smile? Her beautiful
Golden curly hair which she hates and I love.
Mike's all feeling eyes, Dave's smile?
"Hi, Mom. It's Mike, It's Dave, hi, Mom".
The ground shakes the noise is terrible,
Like thunder, but bigger, longer, louder
Some people scream. Some gasp.
Some swear, the tower implodes
upon itself and everything near to it..
Gone. Gone Gone,
People, gone, Steel and concrete, gone.
Windows gone, desks, file cabinets, computers
Arms, legs, whole bodies, Gone gone gone.
My husband's in there a voice screams
My sister, my brother-in-law, my daughter
my son, my cousin, my neighbor
my wife, my wife, my wife, sobs a man
Ginnyyyyyyyyyyyyyy an anguished cry.
Go north, I said, and I do, I go and I walk
And I look for a phone. I don't really
know where Davy is, my baby Dave.
My sunshine baby.
Take Broadway North. No, someone
Says, Don't take Broadway, it's shut off.
Yes, of course, yes, take Lafayette or Canal
People evacuating the area. I am one of the
People evacuating the area. This is not real
Americans do not evacuate the area.
They flow up the avenues, the cross streets
They come from the south, from the west
Heading east, heading north.
Dazed, quiet, tight lipped, or
mumbling, talking incessantly
Shaking their heads, Pasty white skin
Ties loose, jackets unbuttoned. Some brief cases
Some purses, no purses, people with canes.
Shoe shine man, old bent, pushing his cart
Some walking backwards, mouths gaping open
Looking back, disbelieving even as they see it.
Women and men walking barefoot? Where's their
Shoes? How did they lose their shoes?
With canes, old, bent, young, middle aged
arms around one another.
Fat, thin, babies in slings, mothers
Carrying children too big to carry.
White and pasty faces
Brown ashen faces
Yellow shallow faces
Quiet tears on big men's faces
Shoulders shaking in soundless sobs
Snow man, walks alongside me
covered, grey hair, grey face, grey
Suit, grey brief case, grey all grey
Except for a fringe of coal black
Hair at the base of his neck. Why?
I wonder, why? Oh he was looking up?
Yes, he must have been looking up
Holding hands, crying, quietly crying
Where's Tommy? Did you see Tommy?
No, No No I didn't see Tommy?
Did you see Pat? No, got to call home.
The sun is hot now but people shiver in the cold.
Cell phones, some work most don't
Stunned bodies sitting on curbs
Not talking just sitting, staring.
I didn't see Linda, a women said to
No one. She was right next to me.
Then she was gone. Just gone. She was
Right next to me, I tell you.
I don't really know where David is.
Not for sure I don't really know.
Lines at phone booths long, a half
Block, a block long. Keep walking.
Go north. Short line, only 10 people,
Tried again. Line busy, busy, busy
Walking North. Many more miles to go.
Hotel, phones in a hotel, go into the
Hotel. Line busy, won't take credit card
Can't call Mike. He could call Dave,
Can't charge a call. Can't call anyone
Use the restroom, Yes, you have many
Miles to go. Two women, say they were
In one of the towers. They are too white,
too quiet, they speak but they are too quiet
Hasn't really hit them yet, I think.
Walk North now, No! Head west, yes
Have to get more west. Closer to home.
Church open, come in, we have water,
We have phones, we have chairs to sit, come in.
Long lines at phones, so I keep walking.
Go west, further, no buses. Keep walking
West North. No that's wrong I am going
North West. No cabs, yes, North West.
No one says west north, for heavens sake
Crowds in TV stores.
Crowds around car radios.
A woman on the street,
Rolling, writhing, hands
Trying to calm her.
screaming, my son, my son
Faces that don't know where
Their loved ones are
Haunted, frightened.
Worse, the faces that have
Just realized that they do know
Where their loved ones were.
A phone, only three people in line
Wait, wait my turn. Everyone patient
Jack, if I get my wife do you want me
To have her call your wife?
Yes, yes I can't get through.
Everyone kind, my turn at last.
Dial, 1-800-He always answers his
own phone. Switch board. Recorded voice
If you know your party's extension?
Oh God, yes, but I don't really,
I mean it's in my purse
What if they cut me off,
I might not get through again
If you need to use our directory
Yes, thank god, yes, press one.
Enter first four letters of the name
Yes, yes, do it carefully, don't make
A mistake, don't get cut off
C A T A Hello? Oh thank God, it's him.
Now I cry, suddenly, unexpectedly,
Now I cry.
He's in Boston, I turn to the man behind me
He's still in Boston. He didn't leave Boston.
Cheers, thank god cry the strangers behind me.
I give the phone to the one behind me
Who still doesn't know the joy of hearing
That so loved voice.
He's so beautiful, he sounds so beautiful.
Now I can walk the rest of the long way
Home. I know where my son is and he's fine.
He's fine. He's just so fine.
Walk west, north west, no, go west. In the village now.
The beautiful West Village. This is My town, I think,
for I can think now of something other than my beautiful son.
This is MY CITY, MY TOWN, MY HOME, MY COUNTRY
How fucking dare they? We give them billions of dollars of aid
Tons and tons and tons of clothes, medicine, medical help, education.
We take their old, their sick, their broken, their homeless, their hopeless,
how FUCKING DARE THEY?!
Right on, Mama, says a voice beside me. I didn't know I was
Speaking aloud. Right on, Mama.
Tears are running down his face.
North. 6th Ave. check for buses. No buses,
No cabs. 7th Avenue, Good, getting closer.
Big crowd, why? What? Oh, St. Vincent's hospital
Blood donors needed someone shouts.
Yes, I can, yes, of course. Where? There?
Rh negative I answer. Good, go to head of the line.
Have you eaten? I don't remember, did I?
Here take a banana. Yes, thank you.
Line very long, too long, please we need
0 positive and 0 negative, first?
Police, sirens screaming, firemen,
Rabbis, Priests, Ministers, nurses, Doctors
all running to the nearest officer behind the
barricade around the emergency room entrance
All trying to help. I'm a doctor, where do you
want me. I'm a rabbi a young woman identified herself,
Thank God the cop cries, come with me.
Ghost chairs, I see ghost chairs, dozens of chairs
covered with white sheets waiting for the red, life blood
Yellow bananas orange juice, white chairs, red, red blood.
Am I 0 ? Don't remember, not sure.
Give those who know my space, they are crucial
I'll go to another location I say. Good, oh thank you.
Yes, please do that. I leave, feeling guilty that
I ate the banana and didn't donate.
Head west now, No, now go North. Well
Maybe 8th Avenue and then North?
Still so many people, coming in droves,
from the south, from the southwest.
From hell.
I pass NYU, students in one another's arms
Crying, frightened, what world will be left for them?
What world will there be for my little precious Grace Ann?
My beautiful innocent grandbaby.
Surely we can give her better than this?
We continue to evacuate the area. We evacuate
Masses of us, heading North...Torn clothing,
Covered in soot, carrying children too big to carry.
In America, In the United States of America
We evacuate the area.
By
Mary Marsicano
September 11, 2001
Both towers? Yeah? Both,
No two planes, I said two planes.
Accident? No fuckin' way,
two at once, impossible.
They got what? Oh Jesus!
Are you sure? The Pentagon?
Joe, hey, Joe, they got the Pentagon
What? What? I asked him? Who?
Two planes, he said, one right after the other?
What? I asked again, unable to comprehend
To admit what I feared I had comprehended
Two planes slammed into the two towers,
One into the Pentagon, one down near
Camp David. Hijacked, and
there's more not accounted for.
More? More?
More hijacked planes he said.
Whose planes, our planes? Military planes?
Commercial, commercial, outta Boston,
Boston? Oh my God, Boston? Dave's in
Boston, his home office is here. What if?
What if? What if? Oh, God, A phone,
I need a phone, I dropped my cigarette
Long forgotten anyway. Phones in Jury
waiting room. Yes, there are many phones.
Elevator, hurry,
Floor one, two, three, four, five, six
Oh god let me get to eleven. Please,
Get me to a phone. My baby, my son
My baby Dave, Do I know where
my children are?
First phone dead, dial tone on second phone.
but no connection. Third phone busy
Fourth phone won't react to credit card
Next try, busy signal. Fifth phone busy signal
No more phones, Try them all again, can't connect.
Need to hear my son's voice. Need to hear it..
Everyone turn in your stubs and you're excused.
You will get credit for today. Call us in the morning
To see if the courts are open. But now, leave.
Leave the building. Leave the building. Call tomorrow
Leave the building. Go home. Go home.
11, stop, 10, 9, stop take on more people,
8, 7, 6, stop, 5, 4, stop, 3, 2, lobby.
People, quiet, moving, quietly moving,
order, no panic, quiet, moving
The street. Where to go? North, go north,
No I said to the women next to me
Do not go into the subways, Fires, smoke
Maybe flooding, maybe bombs.
But how? She cried. How do I get home?
Walk, walk, I said walk. Walk where?
It's so dark, why is it so dark? She sobbed.
North, walk north, Oh, yes. She got it.
Walk north, which way is north?
That way I pointed. She nodded.
Started to walk. People everywhere, quiet,
Some crying, most shaking their heads
I can't believe? I just can't believe they said.
The ground shook, rumbled, growled, louder
Louder, huge. behind me, the building next to me?
Below me? The subway? Bombs?
Where? Louder - so loud. Is this it? Could this be
It? Will I ever see my children again?
My baby Grace? My precious daughters
Nicole's golden smile, Kris' smile? Her beautiful
Golden curly hair which she hates and I love.
Mike's all feeling eyes, Dave's smile?
"Hi, Mom. It's Mike, It's Dave, hi, Mom".
The ground shakes the noise is terrible,
Like thunder, but bigger, longer, louder
Some people scream. Some gasp.
Some swear, the tower implodes
upon itself and everything near to it..
Gone. Gone Gone,
People, gone, Steel and concrete, gone.
Windows gone, desks, file cabinets, computers
Arms, legs, whole bodies, Gone gone gone.
My husband's in there a voice screams
My sister, my brother-in-law, my daughter
my son, my cousin, my neighbor
my wife, my wife, my wife, sobs a man
Ginnyyyyyyyyyyyyyy an anguished cry.
Go north, I said, and I do, I go and I walk
And I look for a phone. I don't really
know where Davy is, my baby Dave.
My sunshine baby.
Take Broadway North. No, someone
Says, Don't take Broadway, it's shut off.
Yes, of course, yes, take Lafayette or Canal
People evacuating the area. I am one of the
People evacuating the area. This is not real
Americans do not evacuate the area.
They flow up the avenues, the cross streets
They come from the south, from the west
Heading east, heading north.
Dazed, quiet, tight lipped, or
mumbling, talking incessantly
Shaking their heads, Pasty white skin
Ties loose, jackets unbuttoned. Some brief cases
Some purses, no purses, people with canes.
Shoe shine man, old bent, pushing his cart
Some walking backwards, mouths gaping open
Looking back, disbelieving even as they see it.
Women and men walking barefoot? Where's their
Shoes? How did they lose their shoes?
With canes, old, bent, young, middle aged
arms around one another.
Fat, thin, babies in slings, mothers
Carrying children too big to carry.
White and pasty faces
Brown ashen faces
Yellow shallow faces
Quiet tears on big men's faces
Shoulders shaking in soundless sobs
Snow man, walks alongside me
covered, grey hair, grey face, grey
Suit, grey brief case, grey all grey
Except for a fringe of coal black
Hair at the base of his neck. Why?
I wonder, why? Oh he was looking up?
Yes, he must have been looking up
Holding hands, crying, quietly crying
Where's Tommy? Did you see Tommy?
No, No No I didn't see Tommy?
Did you see Pat? No, got to call home.
The sun is hot now but people shiver in the cold.
Cell phones, some work most don't
Stunned bodies sitting on curbs
Not talking just sitting, staring.
I didn't see Linda, a women said to
No one. She was right next to me.
Then she was gone. Just gone. She was
Right next to me, I tell you.
I don't really know where David is.
Not for sure I don't really know.
Lines at phone booths long, a half
Block, a block long. Keep walking.
Go north. Short line, only 10 people,
Tried again. Line busy, busy, busy
Walking North. Many more miles to go.
Hotel, phones in a hotel, go into the
Hotel. Line busy, won't take credit card
Can't call Mike. He could call Dave,
Can't charge a call. Can't call anyone
Use the restroom, Yes, you have many
Miles to go. Two women, say they were
In one of the towers. They are too white,
too quiet, they speak but they are too quiet
Hasn't really hit them yet, I think.
Walk North now, No! Head west, yes
Have to get more west. Closer to home.
Church open, come in, we have water,
We have phones, we have chairs to sit, come in.
Long lines at phones, so I keep walking.
Go west, further, no buses. Keep walking
West North. No that's wrong I am going
North West. No cabs, yes, North West.
No one says west north, for heavens sake
Crowds in TV stores.
Crowds around car radios.
A woman on the street,
Rolling, writhing, hands
Trying to calm her.
screaming, my son, my son
Faces that don't know where
Their loved ones are
Haunted, frightened.
Worse, the faces that have
Just realized that they do know
Where their loved ones were.
A phone, only three people in line
Wait, wait my turn. Everyone patient
Jack, if I get my wife do you want me
To have her call your wife?
Yes, yes I can't get through.
Everyone kind, my turn at last.
Dial, 1-800-He always answers his
own phone. Switch board. Recorded voice
If you know your party's extension?
Oh God, yes, but I don't really,
I mean it's in my purse
What if they cut me off,
I might not get through again
If you need to use our directory
Yes, thank god, yes, press one.
Enter first four letters of the name
Yes, yes, do it carefully, don't make
A mistake, don't get cut off
C A T A Hello? Oh thank God, it's him.
Now I cry, suddenly, unexpectedly,
Now I cry.
He's in Boston, I turn to the man behind me
He's still in Boston. He didn't leave Boston.
Cheers, thank god cry the strangers behind me.
I give the phone to the one behind me
Who still doesn't know the joy of hearing
That so loved voice.
He's so beautiful, he sounds so beautiful.
Now I can walk the rest of the long way
Home. I know where my son is and he's fine.
He's fine. He's just so fine.
Walk west, north west, no, go west. In the village now.
The beautiful West Village. This is My town, I think,
for I can think now of something other than my beautiful son.
This is MY CITY, MY TOWN, MY HOME, MY COUNTRY
How fucking dare they? We give them billions of dollars of aid
Tons and tons and tons of clothes, medicine, medical help, education.
We take their old, their sick, their broken, their homeless, their hopeless,
how FUCKING DARE THEY?!
Right on, Mama, says a voice beside me. I didn't know I was
Speaking aloud. Right on, Mama.
Tears are running down his face.
North. 6th Ave. check for buses. No buses,
No cabs. 7th Avenue, Good, getting closer.
Big crowd, why? What? Oh, St. Vincent's hospital
Blood donors needed someone shouts.
Yes, I can, yes, of course. Where? There?
Rh negative I answer. Good, go to head of the line.
Have you eaten? I don't remember, did I?
Here take a banana. Yes, thank you.
Line very long, too long, please we need
0 positive and 0 negative, first?
Police, sirens screaming, firemen,
Rabbis, Priests, Ministers, nurses, Doctors
all running to the nearest officer behind the
barricade around the emergency room entrance
All trying to help. I'm a doctor, where do you
want me. I'm a rabbi a young woman identified herself,
Thank God the cop cries, come with me.
Ghost chairs, I see ghost chairs, dozens of chairs
covered with white sheets waiting for the red, life blood
Yellow bananas orange juice, white chairs, red, red blood.
Am I 0 ? Don't remember, not sure.
Give those who know my space, they are crucial
I'll go to another location I say. Good, oh thank you.
Yes, please do that. I leave, feeling guilty that
I ate the banana and didn't donate.
Head west now, No, now go North. Well
Maybe 8th Avenue and then North?
Still so many people, coming in droves,
from the south, from the southwest.
From hell.
I pass NYU, students in one another's arms
Crying, frightened, what world will be left for them?
What world will there be for my little precious Grace Ann?
My beautiful innocent grandbaby.
Surely we can give her better than this?
We continue to evacuate the area. We evacuate
Masses of us, heading North...Torn clothing,
Covered in soot, carrying children too big to carry.
In America, In the United States of America
We evacuate the area.
Friday, September 14, 2001
friday, september 14, 2001
Map of
countries affected
N.A.T.O. explained
Article by Leonard Pitts, Jr.
Map of the area
The martyr strategy (disturbing)
Nostradamus website (no I don't believe in all of it, but it is interesting anyway. His writings have been misinterpreted quite a bit. Many people twist them to mean what they want.)
Another Nostradamus site
Different perspective
CNN's 'Beneath the veil'
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
N.A.T.O. explained
Article by Leonard Pitts, Jr.
Map of the area
The martyr strategy (disturbing)
Nostradamus website (no I don't believe in all of it, but it is interesting anyway. His writings have been misinterpreted quite a bit. Many people twist them to mean what they want.)
Another Nostradamus site
Different perspective
CNN's 'Beneath the veil'
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Thursday, September 13, 2001
Wednesday, September 12, 2001
wednesday, september 12, 2001
here are some sites for info:
Timeline of events
Find people you know / Let others know you are safe
Timeline of events
Find people you know / Let others know you are safe
Tuesday, September 11, 2001
Tuesday, September 11, 2001
OMG!!!! How
horrible. My heart and thoughts go out to everyone touched by this
travesty.
Monday, September 10, 2001
monday, september 10, 2001
starting to get a migraine. :-(
supposedly there is a front and a tropical storm moving in.
Sunday, September 9, 2001
sunday, september 9, 2001
we watched
Band of Brothers
on HBO, about WW II. How or why do we have these horrific wars?
Saturday, September 8, 2001
Friday, September 7, 2001
friday, september 7, 2001
well, it's been a couple of weeks since I
re-formatted my laptop. I guess it's time again...
Thursday, September 6, 2001
Wednesday, September 5, 2001
wednesday, september 5, 2001
I browsed the shelves of Levenger's --- I love that store. I wish they would lower some (or most) of their prices, though.
Tuesday, September 4, 2001
Monday, September 3, 2001
Sunday, September 2, 2001
sunday, september 2, 2001
lucky for us it's a three day weekend.
Galahad got worse, but I got better. Good thing since one of us needed
to be relatively healthy to take care of the other one. I didn't mind
doing it one bit, but boy was it exhausting. How do people do this all
the time? How does he take care of me so much when I'm migrainous?
Saturday, September 1, 2001
saturday, september 1, 2001
Still not feeling so good. I woke up at 7am, took an Imitrex, choked on it, and went back to sleep for a while. Galahad seems to be fighting a flu. We tried to run some errands but both of our conditions deteriorated throughout the day. We barely made it up to bed by 6pm. I think I caught his flu. I went to take a vitamin C and choked on it somehow. I've taken hundreds of thousands of pills, easily, in my lifetime. Today, I had trouble two different times. What's wrong with me?
We watched Anime all night while drifting in & out of consciousness.
We watched Anime all night while drifting in & out of consciousness.
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