Sorry, No Title For This One. Brain Fart

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear 9/11
happy birthday to.....
What was that?
Not appropriate?

Oh well, ummm, don't I seem foolish.

How about,
For Bush is a jolly good fellow
For Bush is a jolly good fellow
For Bush is....

Ahh, hell. I need to stop myself right there.
I know that is VERY inappropriate.

So how is it exactly that we celebrate the six year anniversary of that fateful day known simply as 9/11?
Do we light candles? Do we sing celebratory song? Do we sing protest songs to show our disapproval for where the last six years have taken us?

No.
Well, we do sing those idiotic protests songs, but most of all we sit back in our armchairs and relent. We watch CNN or NBC, or whichever obscene news network you choose, replay all those videos from that day. We tell heroic stories of firemen and police officers. We talk about the bravery shown on United Airlines flight 93 that saved thousands of other lives, but not quite sure whose lives those were that were saved.

Stories.
That is how we celebrate our downfalls. We tell stories. We reminisce on our own downfalls and let the rest of the world laugh at us as we tragically mourn the deaths of three thousand plus innocent people.


Hallelujah!!! Praise your Jesus, Mr. Bush.
The world is ending and no one seems to care.

We are no longer concerned about finding Osama Bin Laden, our time is being taken up by those proverbial bigger fish in Iraq. We have no immediate threat from Al Qaeda, says our great country's intelligence department after studying for minutes on end the new tape released by Bin Laden.

No worries!!! Yea!!! We have no worries.

Well, I kind of knew that since we haven't been worried about Bin Laden for the last four fu**ing years.

I am starting to believe that since the only time we hear the name Osama Bin Laden in the news is when a new video tape is released, that there might be some kind of truth to these 9/11 cover ups. If a man came and invaded our country to such a degree that over three thousand people were killed in one day, wouldn't he be first on our list for taking out of commission?

No, I guess that is not how things work.

We need to focus our attention on the man who is sitting quietly in his palace killing his own people. Mr. Saddam Hussein.

You know why? We need FUEL!!

Stick that fuel right up your poop chutes my faithful government.
I can not express my gratitude enough for putting my safety at risk on a daily basis with the fear of attacks on our own land.
Nothing like making a situation propel from bad to fu**king worse.

So, happy birthday to the day our country changed forever. Happy birthday to the day that has shown us the true face of evil. And, most of all, happy birthday to the day that made me realize we, as Americans, are ignorant and gullible.

Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday dear 9/11,
Happy birthday to you!

P.S. Happy birthday also to my good friend Steve Stiso. He turned 28 today. What a way to remember his birthday. Don't you think?