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2013/10/06

New world wimps U S A

9/11 unleashed our inner wimp, exposed us as whimpering weak brained sissies.

Life ain't no safe existence. We know it. We born we may die, or suffer pain  any time place.

Terrorists killed trey plus thousands in New York, and they killed our brains a bit. I lapse
into the trope WE OUR US et cetera. My brain wasn't burnt September 11, 2001. It was terrible. Saddened by the events but they did not bloody my daily life, Leave a trembling wimp in their wake.

Individual responsibility informs my life that I must prepare for emergencies. I carry a small emergency kit in an Otter box; it contains fishing gear, way to make fire, et cetera, and a small Spyderco knife - a Ladybug Salt. I carry a Pacific Salt too. I use the knives daily, tools not weapons.

Americans so crazy scared they ban knives from most places. Existence forbid an emergency occurs,I
won't have a necessary tool. Pocket knives 4 inches and fewer allow most places except schools.

We see terrorists under our bed wetting, our neighbors; we allow the government to intrude unconstitutionally in our lives.

Know all terrorist attacks can't get stopped. You're more likely to die from accident in a car or falling in bathtub. So stop the unwarranted searches and wire tapping; so stop the morbid fear of all sharp objects.  You are crazy and may crazy me.

We do not live in the land
of the free; we live in the police state we made to react to 9 11
2001. We ignorant; we stupid; we crazed.

Stop celebrations of 9 / 11 stop celebrations of death. Celebrate life, live within our Constitution, and require government too. Stop the neurotic exclusion of too many sharp object such as tweezers, small pocket knives., scissors, unless you go all way, completely crazed ban pencils, pens, books (hardback"s sharp rigid corners), belts, toothpicks,  fists and open hand so martial arts folk can't maim and kill.

Exclude dangerous folk not what some paranoid further maimed by the terrorist victory 9/11imagines some human may fancy a weapon. Someday only sedated naked folk we may allow out abroad, a road we have taken.

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