Tonight at 7:00 pm

dmsdc · Post by **dmsdc** » Fri Sep 14, 2001 3:07 pm

Friday Night at 7:00pm, Step out of your door, stop your car, or step out of your establishment and light a candle in honor of those that have died.

We will show the world that Americans are strong and united together against terrorism.
Please share this with your friends and call your local media outlets (tv, radio, press.)

The message:
WE STAND UNITED - WE WILL NOT TOLERATE TERRORISM !!

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LenTesta · Post by **LenTesta** » Fri Sep 14, 2001 8:24 pm

Just heard this on the radio after the service in Washington

They are asking everyone to step outside and "light a candle" at 2200 hours (10:00 PM) EST.

This is because the sun will still be shining brightly in the sky in the pacific time zone at 1900 hours (7:00 PM)EST which will be 4:00 PM PST.

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Len

david · Post by **david** » Sat Sep 15, 2001 12:59 pm

As the week concludes, the sense of sadness, despair and anger have not subsided. We try to continue to work and go on with our lives -- as I think we should. But the media coverage is non-stop and we follow it hoping that it leads to some conclusion with respect to more people rescued from the rubble and the perpetrators/conspirators apprehended/punished. We are not, unfortunately, anywhere even close. We are learning more and more of the individual victims. The names and faces and the tales of desperation and dispair of loved ones have taken the surreal to the real. It's no longer video but real life.

As we struggle to work and go on. There is a pervasive sense of distraction, of wondering what the heck this is all about on a concrete as well as cosmic level. Some folks are experiencing sleep disturbances with anxiety dreams and nightmares. Some who have been touched by violence firsthand feel a sense of agitation and not surprisingly are hit with flashbacks in their dreams and waking moments. The trauma is on a national level and yet many may feel it more acutely on a personal level.

Following a meeting outside of my office yesterday, I headed to a nearby church -- a beautiful Roman Catholic Cathedral. The priest went through the liturgy but the words had little meaning for me. I am neither Catholic nor particularly religious. Nevertheless, I was glad that these folks can come together to find solace and comfort in their faith and in each other. I was thankful that I could just sit for the moment with them -- as an "outsider" -- but left with little more comfort than when I went in.

I went back to the office and finished a long day at 10 PM. Driving home, I saw folks walking around the streets in the inner city with lighted candles. Some congregated on certain corners in silent vigil. The dim candlelight lit some faces which reflected sadness and tears. Some held each other with urgency.

As I got closer to home, there were less people on the streets. No more candles. Just as I was about to pass my street corner to go around the block and come back down on our one way street, I noticed three candles burning -- held by my wife and our two kids. I wanted to beep but the old Dodge had no horn... I came around and parked and joined them at the corner. My wife said my sons wanted to do something to express their feelings about the colossal tragedy that occurred -- the first one in their lives. So, I stood with them on the corner. I was glad that I did. Cars drove by. Drivers honked and passengers waved and gave their thumbs up. Strangers all -- Black, White, Hispanic, Asians and others -- each reaching out, with a simple gesture, to acknowledge our commonality in face of a national tragedy. We have all experienced some level of pain and are seeking to move forward individually and as a nation. The world is racked with hate. Our country is not immuned but. like few others, we strive to transcend the differences that would divide us.

Going back inside, our young sons said that this was the best they had felt all week. I felt the same.

david

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LenTesta · Post by **LenTesta** » Sat Sep 15, 2001 10:36 pm

We live in Brockton MA. The city where my dojo is located.

Last night at 9:00 my son had come home from work and used Main Street. He told us about the people who were lining the street with flags and candles. My wife and I decided to jump into the Firebird and see for our selves.

What we saw and experienced was the most amazing thing that I have ever seen or been involved in my life. I was not around then, but I can imagine that it can only be compared to the jubilation and celebration of how it was when WWII was declared over.

On both sides of Main Street, covering about 5 miles from South Brockton through downtown and then to North Brockton, were people lined up on the curb. They were displaying lit candles and flags and were waiving to us in the cars while we beeped our horns. My wife said she felt like we were in a parade. Some people in the vehicles were sitting on the windows leaning out of the cars, which were decorated by flags, and shaking hands with the people on the streets. The cars in the parade flashed their headlights and 4 way flashers and beeped at other cars and the people on the street. Even the local police cruisers, who were patroling up and down the street, joined in and beeped their horns, flashed their lights and flicked their sirens on and off. It took us 40 minutes to travel the 10 miles up main street and back to our house.

When we got home we stood outside of our house with candles at 10:00 PM. We were the only people on our street to do so. We live away from the area where all the people were lining the streets. However, we could hear all the cars beeping in the distance. Whenever a car would drive by our house they would break the silence and beep and cheer.

I will remember last night as long as I live.

It makes me proud to know that we can unite our citizens to stand against these terrorists who seek to disrupt our society and way of life.

This events of this week will surely be remembered by all future generations to come as the begining of the fight to rid the world of terrorism.

We can not allow our children and grandchildren to constantly live in fear of airline travel or to step in side a high rise building again.

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Len

dmsdc · Post by **dmsdc** » Sun Sep 16, 2001 1:06 pm

We sat on the steps of the Capitol Building. There were about 200 of us -- singing songs, holding candles, bearing witness.

At one point several young men arrived holding american flags. THey stood silently for about 5 minutes facing the Mall. THen they turned towards us and the Capitol and shouted

"God Bless America"

We answered their thunder with cheers.

lori macleod-doyle · Post by **lori macleod-doyle** » Sun Sep 16, 2001 1:27 pm

I too stood,candle in hand ,in my front yard. No one else on my street did and at first I felt a little foolish standing alone in the yard holding a candle. Then I thought of all my friends in the U.S. and the families of all the people killed,hurt and missing. I think my candle raised a little higher as I thought of all the affected people and the in particular the children who have lost parents and are too young to understand why.(maybe that's a blessing.)
Maybe that single flame was a light in the darkness for someone. I don't know,but I think it was for me.It is something I will remember for a long time to come.

Lori

Bill Glasheen · Post by **Bill Glasheen** » Mon Sep 17, 2001 2:49 pm

Lori

I can see your candle. I love you, dear friend.

- Bill

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Bill Glasheen · Post by **Bill Glasheen** » Mon Sep 17, 2001 2:59 pm

To all

At this point, the best revenge is success. Go back about your business, doing exactly what you do every day. Only...do it with more heart. The more successful our economy is, the more frustrated the attackers will be. The more we draw together, the more we will completely baffle these crazy fools. The more obnoxious our culture and media becomes to them, the more we will inflict hell on them and their closed minds.

I have this wonderful vision in my head. I am picturing a scene where we have thousands of our special forces surrounding one or more of these terrorists in their caves in a remote part of Afghanistan. Do we blow them out, cave by cave? No.... We sit, and wait. And while we are waiting, the best stereo shops in New York send over the most massive music systems they can put their hands on. We set up tens of thousands of watts of electronics, and start the American water torture. Consider the following playing list:

* Twisted Sister
* Snoop doggy dog
* Beastie boys
* Any rap band that didn't quite make it to prime time.
* Bad disco music from the 1970s.
* ANY country music.
* In synch, Back Street Boys, etc, etc ad nauseum.

That's right, torture them with ear-shattering volumes of this corrupt Amercian culture - 24/7. Don't bother to capture or kill them; just flood them with everything they hate most about us. Let them implode in their misdirected anger.

Any other music suggestions appreciated.

- Bill

Mary S · Post by **Mary S** » Mon Sep 17, 2001 3:39 pm

Here's a shot of Halifax's Airport last Tuesday.

http://www.hiaa.ca/photo_collection/pages/overview1.htm

Bill Glasheen · Post by **Bill Glasheen** » Tue Sep 18, 2001 5:19 am

It seems I have a typo in the above message. <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Hi Bill;

I don't want to be stickler...but...to avoid showing (y)our age.
In the Tonight at 7:00 topic, please change your spelling of "In synch" to "N" Sync unless you want to reap the wrath of the younger generation.

WHATTA YA MEAN ANY Country Music LOL
I have recently begun to enjoy some country songs.

Len<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> In hindsight I see you are right. Believe it or not, that is one of the favorite bands of my 9-year-old son. I allow him those tastes...

Although I can appreciate good music and good musicians irrespective of music style(e.g. Reba McIntyre, Patsy Cline, Dixie Chicks), in general, this isn't my favorite genre. It's kinda like Nascar. It's the most popular sport in this region (last race had 100,000 fans in RIR), but you won't find me there.

But that's the point. Irritate the *%$# out of them with everything they hate about us. Heck...I love Van Halen, and even a little Marilyn Manson now and then. But I know it would be like hell to them at 200 dB. Rock on!!!

- Bill

P.S. I'm willing to bet, Len, that you haven't heard the last of that country music thing...

lori macleod-doyle · Post by **lori macleod-doyle** » Tue Sep 18, 2001 8:57 pm

I found this on an industry web site that I frequent. It was written by a fellow hairstylist in the U.S. I thought it was worth sharing. It was titled , "Letter to A terrorist."

Today you struck a blow to my heart, you made me
cry.
Yes I know you’re glad…you think you broke my
spirit.
How sad for you to realize the greatness of my
dignity.
My heart is much too honorable and noble for you
and I to see eye to eye.
Your children celebrate your glory, yet your
streets are paved with blood.
Have you ever asked yourself this question?……
You, who is so mighty and strong, who fights for a
God that has no face,
You, who throws the stones and hides the hand,
The Greatness of your legends, mostly in your
mind,
You, who call enemy all those who celebrate the
goodness,
Or the freedom they possess.
You, who lives in deserts, among the snakes and
scorpions,
Which I have come to find a much profound
respect.
How can you be so great,
When in battle you cannot find the courage to face
your enemy eye to eye?
Where and what have you conquered, when you don’t
even have a flag?
You hide behind the skirts of women, your children
are your soldiers.
You think your cowardly acts can be compared to
heroism.
You think that killing the weak and innocent shows
your valor.
There are no names for me to call you…..
An animal has mightier pride.
You loathe me because you want so much to live
like me….
You call my peace your threat, you call my people
names….
I am here, yes, we are your enemy…but my people
stand so tall.
They are proud, they are the free, they are
something you’ll never be,
They are……..AMERICANS.