There are poets who I enjoy and they make me glad I am a poet, some make me want to put my pen down and burn my notebook, some make me want to pick up my pen and write some more. And some like Suhir Hammad make me want to do it all. Find her work, read about her then check out her site. She will be a featured artist on my new poetry site. I can’t help it – she is raw.
On Sept 11th, 2001 I was at work – just like this year. I remember how people started getting up from their cubicles and RUNNING to the break room where the only T.V was. I remember how the phones in our call center just died, then every now and again the rare person would call and say they couldn’t get through to NY -could I help, or they just didn’t want to be alone. I talked to that woman for a long time – She told me what was going on she was watching live- we asked what was wrong with our world. She stayed on the line until the towers fell. Until her brother showed up to be with her, until we just couldn’t watch it anymore. And then I just sat there. I didn’t see the video, didn’t see the towers fall until that night – my dad was home, he was taping it all, on VHS.
I read this post and meant to post it and a link to the persons site who wrote it. So I am going to quote it in the section below. It just gives you a moment to ponder why, makes me understand why things happen the way they do, why people feel the way about us that they do- and how said it is that we have learned NOTHING as a country from Sept 11th, nothing that counts, nothing that will stop the cycles, nothing that will change the politics, nothing at all. They know us so well, they know us so well…
September 11, 2005…
“R.- come in here! You have to see this!”It
was September 11, 2001 and I was in the kitchen rinsing some dishes from lunch.
I paused at the urgency in my brothers voice but continued rinsing, thinking
there was some vaguely important news item on Iraq’s state controlled channel. “I’m coming- a moment.” I called back. The phone began to ring and I
stopped to answer it on my way out of the kitchen.
R: “Alloo?” I answered.
L: “Are you watching tv???” L., my best friend, cried out with no
preliminaries.
R: “Uh… no- but…”
L: “GO WATCH TV!”The line went
dead and I put down the phone, my heart beating wildly. I made my way to the
living room, curious and nervous, wondering what it could be. Had someone died?
Were they going to bomb us again? That was always a possibility. It never
surprised anyone when the US decided on an air strike. I wondered if, this time
around, Bush had been caught with a presidential aide in the Oval Office.I walked into the living room and E. was standing in the middle of it-
eyes glued to the television, mouth slightly open, remote control clutched in
his hand, and directed towards the television set.“What is it?” I
asked, looking at the screen. The images were chaotic. It was a big city, there
was smoke or dust and people running across the screen, some screaming, others
crying and the rest with astounded looks on their faces. They looked slightly
like E., my brother, as he stood staring at the television, gaping. There was
someone speaking in the background- in English- and there was a voiceover in
Arabic. I can’t remember what was being said; the images on the tv screen are
all I remember. Confusion. Havoc.And then they showed it again. The
Twin Towers- New York… a small something came flying out of the side of the
screen and it crashed into one of them. I gasped audibly and E. just shook his
head, “That’s nothing… wait…” I made my way towards the couch while keeping my
eyes locked on the television. There was some more chaos, shocked expressions,
another plane and the towers- they began to crumble. They began to fall. They
disappeared into an enormous fog of smoke and dust.I sucked in my
breath and I couldn’t exhale that moment. I just sat there- paralyzed- watching
the screen. A part of me was saying, “It’s a joke. It’s Hollywood.” But it was
just too real. The fear was too genuine. The incoherent voices in the background
were too tinged with confusion and terror.The silence in the living
room was broken with the clatter of the remote control on the floor. It had
slipped out of E.’s fingers and I jumped nervously, watching the batteries from
the remote roll away on the ground.“But… who? How? What was it? A
plane? How???”E. shook his head and looked at me in awe. We continued
watching the television, looking for answers to dozens of questions. Within the
hour we had learned that it wasn’t some horrid mistake or miscalculation. It was
intentional. It was a major act of terror.Al-Qaeda was just a vague
name back then. Iraqis were concerned with their own problems and fears. We were
coping with the sanctions and the fact that life seemed to stand still every few
years for an American air raid. We didn’t have the problem of Muslim
fundamentalists- that was a concern for neighbors like Saudi Arabia and Iran.I remember almost immediately, Western media began conjecturing on which
Islamic group it could have been. I remember hoping it wasn’t Muslims or Arabs.
I remember feeling that way not just because of the thousands of victims, but
because I sensed that we’d suffer in Iraq. We’d be made to suffer for something
we weren’t responsible for.E. looked at me wide-eyed that day and asked
the inevitable question, “How long do you think before they bomb us?”“But it wasn’t us. It can’t be us…” I rationalized.
“It doesn’t
matter. It’s all they need.”And it was true. It began with Afghanistan
and then it was Iraq. We began preparing for it almost immediately. The price of
the dollar rose as people began stocking up on flour, rice, sugar and other
commodities.For several weeks it was all anyone could talk about. We
discussed it in schools and universities. We talked about it in work places and
restaurants. The attitudes differed. There was never joy or happiness, but in
several cases there was a sort of grim satisfaction. Some Iraqis believed that
America had brought this upon itself. This is what you get when you meddle in
world affairs. This is what you get when starve populations. This is what you
get when you give unabashed support to occupying countries like Israel, and
corrupt tyrants like the Saudi royals.Most Iraqis, though, felt pity.
The images for the next weeks of Americans running in terror, of the frantic
searches under the rubble for relatives and friends left us shaking our heads in
empathy. The destruction was all too familiar. The reports of Americans fearing
the sound of airplanes had us nodding our heads with understanding and a sort of
familiarity- you’d want to reach out to one of them and say, “It’s ok- the fear
eventually subsides. We know how it is- your government does this every few
years.”It has been four years today. How does it feel four years later?
For the 3,000 victims in America, more than 100,000 have died in Iraq.
Tens of thousands of others are being detained for interrogation and torture.
Our homes have been raided, our cities are constantly being bombed and Iraq has
fallen back decades, and for several years to come we will suffer under the
influence of the extremism we didn’t know prior to the war.As I write
this, Tel Afar, a small place north of Mosul, is being bombed. Dozens of people
are going to be buried under their homes in the dead of the night. Their water
and electricity have been cut off for days. It doesn’t seem to matter much
though because they don’t live in a wonderful skyscraper in a glamorous city.
They are, quite simply, farmers and herders not worth a second thought.Four years later and the War on Terror (or is it the War of Terror?) has
been won:
Score:
Al-Qaeda – 3,000
America – 100,000+
Congratulations.
I really liked this photo so I thought I’d share
Top 100 Hits of 1995 / Top 100 Songs of 1995
Okay I know I’m really showingmy age but I’m highlighting the ones that was just my CUT and making a few little notes as I go down this list – these are songs that were given to me nota list I compiled my self cause honestly some of these songs were just a lil wack.
1. Gangsta’s Paradise, Coolio – remember the sweaty guy singing in the video who looked like the cloud from the childrens books?
2. Waterfalls, TLC
3. Creep, TLC
4. Kiss From A Rose, Seal love that song -he’s still not cute
5. On Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
6. Another Night, Real McCoy – who?!?!
7. Fantasy, Mariah Carey (big baby jesus on the remix!)
8. Take A Bow, Madonna – always liked her
9. Don’t Take It Personal (Just One Of Dem Days), Monica (wasn’t this about PMS?)
10. This Is How We Do It, Montell Jordan (very tall one hit wonder)
11. I Know, Dionne Farris
12. Water Runs Dry, Boyz II Men
13. Freak Like Me, Adina Howard (b4 I knew better)
14. Run-Around, Blues Traveler 
15. I Can Love You Like That, All-4-One boy bands unite!
16. Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?, Bryan Adams – I thought this was older…
17. Always, Bon Jovi
18. Boombastic / In The Summertime, Shaggy (loved it! especially that growl he did in the middle)
19. Total Eclipse Of The Heart, Nicki French (i remember the song not the artist)
20. You Gotta Be, Des’ree the good for you track of the year
21. You Are Not Alone, Michael Jackson (in his bed room… in the shower…)
22. Hold My Hand, Hootie and The Blowfish (HOOOOOTIIIEEEE!!)
23. One More Chance-Stay With Me, Notorious B.I.G. (RIP)
24. Here Comes The Hotstepper, Ini Kamoze
25. Candy Rain, Soul For Real – had their CD -go figure
26. Let Her, w Hootie and The Blowfish (HOOTIE!)
27. I Believe, Blessid Union Of Souls
28. Red Light Special, TLC
29. Runaway, Janet Jackson
30. Strong Enough, Sheryl Crow
31. Colors Of The Wind, Vanessa Williams (Wasn’t this from a disney movie?
32. Someone To Love, Jon B. I loved this white boy although not this track but I STILL play his CD to death.
33. Only Wanna Be With You, Hootie and The Blowfish did I scream HOOTIE yet?
34. If You Love Me, Brownstone – people used to tell me I looked like one of these girls.. never could see that
35. In The House Of Stone And Light, Martin Page (umm no.)
36. I Got 5 On It, Luniz
37. Baby, Brandy
38. Run Away, Real McCoy
39. As I Lay Me Down, Sophie B. Hawkins
40. He’s Mine, Mokenstef
41. December, Collective Soul
42. I’ll Be There For You-You’re All I Need To Get By, Method Man-Mary J. Blige nothing esle to say
43. Shy Guy, Diana King
44. I’m The Only One, Melissa Etheridge
45. Every Little Thing I Do, Soul For Real
46. Before I Let You Go, BLACKstreet
47. Big Poppa / Warning, Notorious B.I.G.
48. Sukiyaki, 4 P.M.
49. I Wanna Be Down, Brandy
50. I’ll Make Love To You, Boyz II Men
51. Dear Mama / Old School, 2Pac
52. Hold On, Jamie Walters
53. Keep Their Heads Ringin’, Dr. Dre
54. The Rhythm Of The Night, Corona
55. Roll To Me, Del Amitri
56. Scream / Childhood, Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson
57. Freek’n You, Jodeci
58. I Wish, Skee-lo
59. Believe, Elton John
60. Carnival, Natalie Merchant
61. You Don’t Know How It Feels, Tom Petty
62. Back For Good, Take That
63. Tootsee Roll, 69 Boyz
64. You Want This-70’s Love Groove, Janet Jackson 70’s was the JOINT!
65. Tell Me, Groove Theory Bryce was hot as hell
66. Can’t You See, Total
67. All I Wanna Do, Sheryl Crow
68. This Lil’ Game We Play, Subway
69. Come And Get Your Love, Real McCoy
70. This Ain’t A Love Song, Bon Jovi 7
1. Secret, Madonna
72. Player’s Anthem, JuniorM.A.F.I.A.
73. Feel Me Flow, Naughty By Nature
74. Every Day Of The Week, Jade
75. The Sweetest Days, Vanessa Williams 7
6. Short Dick Man, 20 Fingers Featuring Gillette – Since when does my razor sing?
77. Brokenhearted, Brandy
78. No More “I Love You’s”, Annie Lennox
79. You Used To Love Me, Faith Evans
80. Constantly, Immature
81. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me, U2
82. 100% Pure Love, Crystal Waters
83. Ask Of You, Raphael Saadiq higher learning was a greaat movie
84. Sugar Hill, Az
85. Good, Better Than Ezra
86. Brown Sugar, D’angelo bought FIVE copies of this CD
87. Turn The Beat Around, Gloria Estefan she was all the
88. ‘Til You Do Me Right, After 7 – my dad loved After 7
89. 1st Of Tha Month, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony- my ex loved this song
90. Like The Way I Do If I Wanted To, Melissa Etheridge
91. I Live My Life For You, Firehouse
92. Dream About You-Funky Melody, Stevie B
93. Cotton Eye Joe, Rednex
94. Thank You, Boyz II Men
95. I’ll Stand By You, Pretenders
96. I Miss You, N II U
97. Give It 2 You, Da Brat
98. Best Friend, Brandy
99. Misery, Soul Asylum
100. Can’t Stop Lovin’ You, Van Halen
Okay I was crusing this wonderful internet care of the new google blog search and came across this chicks blog
