Basketball City Attacked!
In Tribute to
Khang worked with me here in Virginia, at the DOD. He switched jobs last year, leaving the government service and took a job with a government contractor. Unfortunately he was at the Pentagon when the cowardly terrorists struck.
I remember Khang (we Americanized it to rhyme with "sang") because I asked him to help me move into my new house a while ago. Boxes, books, furniture, etc. I rented a U-Haul and we spent the whole day going back and forth between the two houses. He spent his entire Saturday helping me, and in the evening refused to take any payment. He wouldn't even let me take him to dinner.
Kind and generous - just an average American.
Picture of the New World Trade Center
Updated map of the Middle East
Run Mr. Taliban! (Song - MP3 format)
I know you'll want to share this site that the Seiferth family, have put together from their 'recent' 20 member family visit to New York. Just a mere 4 days before "911" day attack on America! No one may ever see sights like this again - please share with your friends, family, schools, and loved ones....all - over - the world!
There are several absolutely breathtaking and amazing pictures to see! From the ocean, to the street, to the very top of the towers! These pictures are a NATIONAL KEEPSAKE to our entire country - to our world. Many thanks to the Seiferth family for sharing these amazing photos, God Bless America, we will triumph, Love to All,
The Seiferth Family
Pictures from American embassies around the world, the feelings of the vast majority
The Binch Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot, But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did not. The Binch hated U.S! the whole U.S. way! Now don't ask me why, for nobody can say, It could be his turban was screwed on too tight. Or the sun from the desert had beaten too bright But I think that the most likely reason of all May have been that his heart was two sizes too small. But, Whatever the reason, his heart or his turban, He stood facing Uville, the part that was urban. "They're doing their business," he snarled from his perch. "They're raising their families! They're going to church! They're leading the world, and their empire is thriving, I MUST keep the S's and U's from surviving!" Tomorrow, he knew, all the U's and the S's, Would put on their pants and their shirts and their dresses, They'd go to their offices, playgrounds and schools, And abide by their U and S values and rules, And then they'd do something he liked least of all, Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small, Would stand all united, each U and each S, And they'd sing Uville's anthem, "God bless us! God bless!" All around their Twin Towers of Uville, they'd stand, and their voices would drown every sound in the land. "I must stop that singing," Binch said with a smirk, And he had an idea--an idea that might work! The Binch stole some U airplanes in U morning hours, And crashed them right into the Uville Twin Towers. "They'll wake to disaster!" he snickered, so sour, "And how can they sing when they can't find a tower?" The Binch cocked his ear as they woke from their sleeping, All set to enjoy their U-wailing and weeping, Instead he heard something that started quite low, And it built up quite slow, but it started to grow-- And the Binch heard the most unpredictable thing... And he couldn't believe it--they started to sing! He stared down at U-ville, not trusting his eyes, What he saw was a shocking, disgusting surprise! Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small, Was singing! Without any towers at all! He HADN'T stopped U-Ville from singing! It sung! For down deep in the hearts of the old and the young, Those Twin Towers were standing, called Hope and called Pride, And you can't smash the towers we hold deep inside. So we circle the sites where our heroes did fall, With a hand in each hand of the tall and the small, And we mourn for our losses while knowing we'll cope, For we still have inside that U-Pride and U-Hope. For America means a bit more than tall towers, It means more than wealth or political powers, It's more than our enemies ever could guess, So may God bless America! Bless us! God bless!
Dear Osama Bin Laden......... September 12, 2001 Dear Osama Bin Laden, Yasser Arafat, and Saddam Hussein, et. al., We are pleased to announce that we unequivocally accept your challenge to an old-fashioned game of whoop-ass. Now that we understand the rule that there are no rules, we look forward to playing by them for the first time. Since this game is a winner-take-all, we unfortunately are unable to invite you to join us at the victory celebration. But rest assured that we will toast you -- LITERALLY. While we will admit that you are off to an impressive lead, it is, however, now our turn at the plate. By the way, we will be playing on your diamond now, Batter up. Our team line up is: Manager ~ George W. Bush Head Coach ~ Colin Powell Assistant Coach ~ D. Rumsfeld Starting Pitcher ~ Lead off hitter...Norman Schwartzkoff 1st Base ~ Marine Corps.....Air and Ground 2nd Base ~ U S Navy Air Wing...Ships don't work well in sand Shortstop and clean up hitter. ~ U S Air Force 3rd Base and Outfield. ~ Combined U S Forces of military As pinch hitters as needed ~ Navy SEALS, Army Special Forces, Delta Force..... You may choose whoever you want for your team...It ain't gonna matter Sincerely, James Belt On behalf of the 270,000,000 citizens of the United States of America.
A friend of a friend........
Subject: FW: Pentagon Attack -- First-hand Account from Navy O-6
Thought this would be of interest to you.
This is a first-hand, personal account of what transpired at the Pentagon on Tuesday, from the perspective of Navy CAPT (O-6) William Toti.
Mark asked for my view of what happened. Since I don't want to have to repeat this, I'll share with all and be done with it. Have 96 emails in my in box right now. I don't know if I'll have time to even read all them, let alone respond to them. I just came back from work, it's 10:28 pm, I've been working since 5 am, I start again 5 am tomorrow morning, and I'm beat. I'm a writer, so depending on how I feel, one day I may write more. It's how I cope. Someday perhaps. But not right now.
I know Tom and Harry [other Scout Leaders] were in the building when it happened and doubtless have a story to tell. Here's how it looked from my point of view.
I was about 100 yards from point of impact, I knew it was a terrorist attack the moment the first Twin Tower was hit. (We always have TV on in my office so we can alert my boss Vice Chief of Naval Operations to things going on in the world When CNN started their coverage of the first plane hit, we immediately started mobilizing our staff. Second hit confirmed what we already knew.
Info was not forthcoming, so I told my boss I was going to the the command center to find out what was going on. He told me to stay put. At some point I said to him, "We're next, Pentagon is the easiest target to identify and hit in D.C.," two minutes later we heard the plane coming in, saw shadow across my window, and heard and felt the impact. Fire started immediately, halls filled with smoke, tried to get into collapsed section, no joy, went outside building to try to enter from outside, four of us pulled out 4 criticals one at a time (3 of them had 3rd degree burns 90% of body) and we collected about 12 walking wounded, everybody else dead, smoke too bad, couldn't go in any more. Early in casualty when we had 15 wounded, only had 2 ambulances 2 bags IV fluid, 1 bottle oxygen. By time substantial medical help arrived we'd run out of patients, had only dead left...
One guy from ambulance crew ran IV lines in one man who was burned so bad I couldn't tell whether he was white or black (he was black).. I had to hold his arm as put IV line in, his skin came off in sheets in my hand. His corneas were burned white (flash burns).
A pentagon doctor ran IV in another large black woman whose clothes were burned off. Doc got frustrated cause he couldn't get a drip, I noticed he forgot to remove the tornequette, I pulled off tounequet, drip fixed... Lady was very scared, she said she's going to die, I stayed with her till got her to helicoptor. (Took 6 of us to carry her.) Then first guy went into respiratory arrest, an EMT had to AMBU bag him all way to helo, as of this morning both still alive in ICU.
Third guy (white guy) had flash burns, outer layers of skin burned off 90% of body. All he knows is his skin is hanging off in sheets, he thinks he's going to die, screaming every time we touched him. I told him they were just flash burns, outer layers of skin only affected, told him "You're not going to die today, buddy" but he didn't want to believe me insisting he was going to die (obviously lot of pain). He's still alive too.
Lot of lessons learned for me regarding critical care. For Chris Tate, as you might expect, I'm still a big believer in your WFA [Wilderness First Aid] course. Helped a lot.
By the way, nobody made it out of the command center, so I guess two words from my boss saved my life.
I was later put in charge of half the rescue workers, about 400 people at peak, told to establish a makeshift morgue, which we did. Never got any bodies out of the building to put into the morgue.
A lot of lessons learned about "who's really in charge." Everybody thought they were in charge (Arlington Fire Dept, Fairfax Fire, FEMA, FBI, Secret SErvice etc etc) so we (military) took charge to deconflict others. When everybody's in charge, nobody's in charge.
At about 8 pm I had to call it quits. Didn't eat anything all day, andrenaline starting to wear off, started on severe downward spiral of energy, nobody left to rescue, state medical examiner took over morgue duties, so I called it a day.
Somewhere in the fire I had lost my wallet, keys, & sunglasses (fell out of my pockets), found myself with no money, cell phone battery dead, no ID, no drivers license, no nothing. Borrowed cell phone from doctor to call Karen to tell her to come pick me up but roads closed, she can't get to me, so I started walking south on I-395 highway, she started driving north, till Karen & kids found me....
From: hydeng [mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org]
Sent: Wednesday, September 12, 2001 7:07 PM
To: Dave Rittenhouse
Subject: From Bisbane, Australia
Dave, you are the only American I know so please accept this letter from an average Australian who speaks on behalf of most Australians.
I do not know if you are aware of the reaction of the people from outside America. All our airports have also been shut down with all Military on full alert awaiting instructions. 1,400 ASA SEALS left Sydney last night to an unknown destination. Every radio and TV station has had 24 hr coverage of the terror. In my 28 years as an Australian I have never seen such a public response to what has happened.
Most people did not arrive at work and those that did were not productive. Every radio station has opened its lines to the distressed public ringing up, crying about the Americans killed in the attacks. All the blood banks are working overtime collecting blood, with the hope it will save at least one American.
When these cowards attacked America, they also attacked the Commonwealth (being England and Australia and surrounding countries). As a regular visitor to America, I have a great deal of respect for you people and what you stand for, and now the rest of the free world will understand that it affects us directly ("Us" being the Australians and English killed in the attacks, along with many other nationalities.)
Most Australians first felt remorse for the victims but have now turned to anger with the opinion that this type of terrorism and the people committing it should be at least
caught, if not killed. If this means invading another country, we would be very proud to have our armed forces standing side by side with America, setting an example to the terrorist world that this will not be tolerated. National voting poles have given a 100% public backing to the USA.
Again, I think I speak on behalf of most Australians and we feel for you all.
God bless America!
People of Brisbane, Australia
This is from Tamim Ansary, a writer and columnist in San Francisco who is a native of Afghanistan. It's both interesting and chilling....
I've been hearing a lot of talk about "bombing Afghanistan back to the Stone Age." Ronn Owens, on KGO Talk Radio today, allowed that this would mean killing innocent people, people who had nothing to do with this atrocity, but "we're at war, we have to accept collateral damage.
What else can we do?"
Minutes later I heard some TV pundit discussing whether we "have the
belly to do what must be done."
And I thought about the issues being raised especially hard because I
am from Afghanistan, and even though I've lived here for 35 years I've
never lost track of what's going on there. So I want to tell anyone
who will listen how it all looks from where I'm standing. >
I speak as one who hates the Taliban and Osama Bin Laden. There is no
doubt in my mind that these people were responsible for the atrocity
in New York. I agree that something must be done about those monsters.
But the Taliban and Bin Laden are not Afghanistan. They're not even
the government of Afghanistan. The Taliban are a cult of ignorant
psychotics who took over Afghanistan in 1997. Bin Laden is a political
criminal with a plan. When you think Taliban, think Nazis. When you
think Bin Laden, think Hitler. And when you think "the people of
Afghanistan" think "the Jews in the concentration camps."
It's not only that the Afghan people had nothing to do with this
atrocity. They were the first victims of the perpetrators. They would
exult if someone would come in there, take out the Taliban and clear
out the rat's nest of international thugs holed up in their country.
Some say, why don't the Afghans rise up and overthrow the Taliban? The
answer is, they're starved, exhausted, hurt, incapacitated, suffering.
A few years ago, the United Nations estimated that there are 500,000
disabled orphans in Afghanistan--a country with no economy, no food.
There are millions of widows. And the Taliban has been burying these
widows alive in mass graves. The soil is littered with land mines, the
farms were all destroyed by the Soviets. These are a few of the
reasons why the Afghan people have not overthrown the Taliban.
We come now to the question of bombing Afghanistan back to the Stone
Age.Trouble is, that's been done. The Soviets took care of it already.
Make the Afghans suffer? They're already suffering. Level their
Turn their schools into piles of rubble? Done. Eradicate their
hospitals? Done. Destroy their infrastructure? Cut them off from
medicine and health care? Too late. Someone already did all that.
New bombs would only stir the rubble of earlier bombs. Would they at
least get the Taliban? Not likely. In today's Afghanistan, only the
Taliban eat, only they have the means to move around. They'd slip away
and hide. Maybe the bombs would get some of those disabled orphans,
they don't move too fast, they don't even have wheelchairs. But flying
over Kabul and dropping bombs wouldn't really be a strike against the
criminals who did this horrific thing. Actually it would only be
making common cause with the Taliban--by raping once again the people
they've been raping all this time
So what else is there? What can be done, then? Let me now speak with
true fear and trembling. The only way to get Bin Laden is to go in
there with ground troops. When people speak of "having the belly to do
what needs to be done" they're thinking in terms of having the belly
to kill as many as needed. Having the belly to overcome any moral
qualms about killing innocent people. Let's pull our heads out of the
sand. What's actually on the table is Americans dying. And not just
because some Americans would die fighting their way through
Afghanistan to Bin Laden's hideout.
It's much bigger than that folks. Because to get any troops to
Afghanistan, we'd have to go through Pakistan. Would they let us? Not
likely. The conquest of Pakistan would have to be first. Will other
Muslim nations just stand by? You see where I'm going. We're flirting
with a world war between Islam and the West.
And guess what: that's Bin Laden's program. That's exactly what he
wants. That's why he did this. Read his speeches and statements. It's
all right there. He really believes Islam would beat the west. It
might seem ridiculous, but he figures if he can polarize the world
into Islam and the West, he's got a billion soldiers. If the west
wreaks a holocaust in those lands, that's a billion people with
nothing left to lose, that's even better from Bin Laden's point of
view. He's probably wrong, in the end the West would win, whatever
that would mean, but the war would last for years and millions would
die, not just theirs but ours. Who has the belly for that?
Bin Laden does. Anyone else?
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