What Is Wrong With Some People?
I was reading some comments on a post about the Giants debacle game over at The Empire of Man (overall an interesting blog which I found today when Joshua left a comment on my WWJS post) earlier when I came across this:
So the refs didn't call a penalty on a clear pass interference ? ? ? ? It happens every game. New Yorkers have had all the luck in recent memory--huge amounts of federal dollars flooded that city in 2001 and 2002; the Yankees made the series in 2001 on a clearly erroneous call at the plate; and who can forget Scott Norwood's missed field goal back in the day. It's about time some other city gets some of the luck usually reserved for New York.
Okay, now I have no problem with someone talking about sports calls as luck. But the huge amounts of federal dollars that we received in 2001 and 2002 was luck? Yeah, I guess it was lucky that those terrorists flew a couple of planes into our tallest buildings and killed 2,800 people. What the fuck was wrong with me for not understanding that before? It wasn't a tragedy at all. It was damn good fortune, because without that, we'd have never gotten the huge amounts of federal dollars! Thanks, AC, for turning my life around.
What I actually said in response was this:
Hold on a sec. I have no problem with you're referring to sports calls as luck. But you're calling this luck - "huge amounts of federal dollars flooded that city in 2001 and 2002." Hey, dipstick, I worked at the WTC. 100 people I knew were killed that day, and I only avoided being killed because I was still 10 minutes away on a bus. Give us back the towers and the people who were killed, and you can have all the money back. None of us would give a damn. Some other city can have that "luck."
I think I was way too nice.
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I think you were too nice too, because I take 9/11 very personally. I'll never forget the terror after the buildings fell, and we didn't know where you were for four hours.
So I would have called them f*cking idiots, and told them that had my daughter not been a few minutes late leaving that morning, which caused her to miss her bus, she would probably have been... the D--d word. G*d forbid.
And bless and thank G*d you missed that bus.
Posted by: Mom | January 7, 2003 09:54 AM