Monday, September 11, 2006
I was just checking weather for a trip bringing the boss back from the States. I was on hold with FSS and my pal Richard called me. He just said "Turn on the tv". So I did, in time to see the second plane hit the tower.
I seriously thought about taking a plane and heading north for 1/2 a tank of gas, then landing at the most remote strip I could find. Then I remembered about the military base nearby, figured they'd be going out of their minds with worry and rage, and decided to stay on the ground.
And now, five years later, Bush and his neocon pals have fed the public a steady diet of fear while eroding civil rights and spying on his own citizens. How far behind is Canada? That's a scary question indeed.
What are we prepared to give up in the name of 'security'? Hair gel and liquids? Our personal identities? Our right to free speech?