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March 21, 2003

In these times. One “Rodney” posts a comment over at The Daily Kos.
sidenote: NYC experienced quite a violent thunderstorm this evening.

in my office in Midtown, booming thunder and a collective, “what the %^&@# was that?”

copper-tasting adrenaline rush occurs & then, one wonders about Baghdad.

one of those surreal moments.

Us too, at 23rd and Fifth. [10:13 PM]
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Vicki ::: (view all by) ::: March 22, 2003, 10:14 AM:

The thunderstorm was a comfort last night--because while the lightning was flashing and the thunder clapping, nothing large and loud was flying low overhead.

I miss the days when my reaction to low-flying airplanes was no more than annoyance at the sound and realizing that the wind had shifted and we were on the takeoff or landing path for one of the local airports.

Mary Kay ::: (view all by) ::: March 22, 2003, 03:35 PM:

As I said in a comment to a similar post in Vicki's LJ, our apartment is very near 2 large hospitals, one of which is affiliated with the University. Helicopters are always coming and going almost outside our windows. Lately they seem more frequent and have started to make me wince.


Erik V. Olson ::: (view all by) ::: March 22, 2003, 06:21 PM:

Once great words.

In the future days which we seek to make secure, we look forward to a world founded upon four essential human freedoms.

The first is freedom of speech and expression -- everywhere in the world.

The second is freedom of every person to worship God in his own way -- everywhere in the world.

The third is freedom from want, which, translated into world terms, means economic understandings which will secure to every nation a healthy peacetime life for its inhabitants -- everywhere in the world.

The fourth is freedom from fear, which, translated into world terms, means a world-wide reduction of armaments to such a point and in such a thorough fashion that no nation will be in a position to commit an act of physical aggression against any neighbor -- anywhere in the wold.

That is no vision of a distant millennium. It is a definite basis for a kind of world attainable in our own time and generation. That kind of world is the very antithesis of the so-called "new order" of tyranny which the dictators seek to create with the crash of a bomb.

To that new order we oppose the greater conception --the moral order. A good society is able to face schemes of world domination and foreign revolutions alike without fear.

Since the beginning of our American history we have been engaged in change, in a perpetual, peaceful revolution, a revolution which goes on steadily, quietly, adjusting itself to changing conditions without the concentration camp or the quicklime in the ditch. The world order which we seek is the cooperation of free countries, working together in a friendly, civilized society.

This nation has placed its destiny in the hands, heads and hearts of its millions of free men and women, and its faith in freedom under the guidance of God. Freedom means the supremacy of human rights everywhere. Our support goes to those who struggle to gain those rights and keep them. Our strength is our unity of purpose.

Now ashes. Not only do we not have them in the World -- we don't even have them at home.

Teresa Nielsen Hayden ::: (view all by) ::: March 22, 2003, 10:19 PM:

I love thunderstorms. I used to climb up on top of buildings to watch them. I'm a little bit more prudent now.

Still, when the first huge thunderclap rolled over Manhattan on Friday, I flinched, thinking there'd been an explosion.

Eve Tushnet ::: (view all by) ::: March 23, 2003, 01:07 PM:

This was pretty much my exact reaction to events here in D.C. yesterday. For the past week or so, I've heard MANY more sirens than usual in my already siren-heavy neighborhood, plus choppers overhead quite a bit. Yesterday I headed out on the bus to do my grocery shopping. It took me three hours. Why? Well, I didn't really know. 16th Street (major thoroughfare for those who don't know the city) had at least three cops on every corner (usually more) for several miles from downtown through Adams Morgan. One park across from Sacred Heart church was just slathered with blue, cops in rows waiting to be deployed. Parts of 16th were blocked off (which I don't think I've EVER seen before) and police motorcycles screamed the wrong way down the street. Our bus was rerouted. One guy was on his cell phone to a friend who works for what sounded like a local radio or TV newsteam, updating him on what he saw outside the bus window. The rest of us were just muttering anxiously.

You of course probably already know what the fuss was about: the big anti-war demo here. Apparently they had a permit to march down 16th. But none of us on the bus knew, and so when we finally found out, there was just this huge relief. Thank God, nothing's "happened." "Happened" here has a technical meaning: some chunk of my beloved hometown being destroyed or threatened.

And then, like the guy Patrick is quoting, I thought about Baghdad.

Ms. Torres ::: (view all by) ::: March 25, 2003, 10:54 AM:

Frightening also was driving toward New York City on the Thruway en route to the Lunarians convention. I heard no thunder, but the lightning flashes were a confusing strobe that made my palms sweat for several minutes until I figured out that I was watching natural phenomena and not unnatural bombardments. The weird yellow and orange tinge didn't help.

--Eliani Torres