so i'm experiencing a number of 'where you were on 9/11' entries like i'm sure a lot of you are. i will not be doing this, because i am some random wank girl who was in ohio at the time and therefore my story is incredibly insignificant.

i am sick of reading stories from people who were 32059632086 miles away from either NYC or DC and just watching it on the news. i don't give a shit about how horrified you felt while you sat in your comfy living room munching popcorn. it is not about you people. today, it is about the folks who were there, from the inhabitants of the WTC, the pentagon, NYC, DC, and the folks who died - from the firefighters, policemen, and the civilians, and their families and loved ones. those people whose fate were determined by the most insignificant actions in their mornings - buying a cup of coffee and adding cream, they lived -  taking the extra time to stir sugar in - they died.

it is not about you, and it certainly is not about the media and patriotic fiasco that this tragedy has become. stop making it about yourselves, and focus on the folks who actually suffered because of this.

EDIT #2: done with this. nowhere in here have i told people to NOT post about their experiences. nowhere in this post have i said 'you are SOOOO not allowed to post about this!'[and for fuck's sake, people - even if i *did* say that? who the fuck am i, dictator of livejournal or something? are you required to act upon my every command?] i said i am sick of the insignificant [IN MY OPINION THANK YOU] posts, which, more amusingly, a lot of you have assumed that i was talking about your post[s] in particular. which, again, proves my point about how everyone has to make it about themselves all the fucking time.

now, for those of you that totally didn't get what i was trying to say, i am disabling comments, because you are spending way too much time on this insignificant entry. go. listen. here's a starting point for you.

a big heartfelt thanks to the nice number of you that did [and do] understand.