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2005-09-11 - 5:03 p.m.

It's really isn't fair for me to feel the way I do today. It's sept 11th, the fourth anniversary. But I don't feel like remembering it as the greatest tragedy I have seen. It was a tragedy but not the greatest. The greatest is still in progress. I don't feel like crying about the people who died on Sept 11th. Why did their deaths mean so much more to the American public than those taken by Katrina? I don't understand it. Is everyone all out of compassion? On the news and basically every station you only saw stuff about sept 11th for like a month. Constantly bombarded with images of those planes flying into those buildings. And then the images of people jumping out of those skyscrapers because they would rather die instantly hitting the pavement than wait to die as the buildings turned in on themselves. And now I feel sad, bad about those people. And many could argue that the public outcry was because something tangible could be blamed. We had a direction in which to throw our anger and sadness, terrorism. But the American people have to have a direction I suppose in which to point our anger. We are a nation that prides itself on stepping all over other nations. The bully of the world. But isn't a part of that title lost when we cannot take care of our own? It seems to pack less of a punch. Now that we have seen first hand the complete disorganization of our government. I feel like this entry is very disorganized... and it is so I will stop. Maybe tomorrow I can put into words how I feel. America are you afraid that if you throw your anger into the wind it will come back and hit you? Well, then maybe anger it's the right thing to be feeling right now.

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