Trigood
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Today was the first time I've been to Ground Zero at a time when the "Truthers" are there. I was sort of curious to go and see them, after all this time. I was actually sort of hoping Gravy would be there, debating, but no such luck!
I didn't really see how many there were - maybe about 6-10. Mostly, there was one tall, skinny guy yelling at the passersby about WTC7's collapse. I went up to a woman and took a pamphlet, and talked to her for about 2 minutes. That's literally all I could stand! It was like talking to a Moonie or some other brainwashed person.
I said I agreed with them that Bush's response was wrong - going to bomb innocent Iraqis who had nothing to do with 9/11 - but that I had no doubt that 9/11 was carried out by 19 radical Muslims. She started in about some woo theory, oh yeah - about how "lots of engineers" (yeah, which ones? and why are they always in a different specialty than they're expounding on?) believe it was a controlled demolition, or something like that. I wasn't listening at that point, I just said, "99.9% of all scientists disagree with you" and began backing away, then walking swiftly across Church St. That was about all I could take. In the background, the tall guy was yelling about WTC7, "a 47-story building that fell for no reason" and I yelled back over my shoulder, "...except that it was built on the ConEd substation!" or something like that.
That was it! 3 minutes among the loonies was about all I could take!
Then, later, I happened past St. Paul's Church, and it helped alot to go in there and see all the displays about how they ministered to the 9/11 workers in the months following the disaster. There are some truly moving displays. The one that brought a tear to my eye was a letter from the community of Nagasaki, as well as sending origami. Talk about forgiveness! And a couple of women who were, I think, just tourists, gave an impromptu concert in the church, singing beautiful renditions of The Star-Spangled Banner and Silent Night. Those experiences helped wash the previous one at GZ out of my brain, thank God.
That was that! I did it, I saw, I heard, and I ran from the "Truthers"! As the old saying goes, "Never argue with a moron"!
I didn't really see how many there were - maybe about 6-10. Mostly, there was one tall, skinny guy yelling at the passersby about WTC7's collapse. I went up to a woman and took a pamphlet, and talked to her for about 2 minutes. That's literally all I could stand! It was like talking to a Moonie or some other brainwashed person.
I said I agreed with them that Bush's response was wrong - going to bomb innocent Iraqis who had nothing to do with 9/11 - but that I had no doubt that 9/11 was carried out by 19 radical Muslims. She started in about some woo theory, oh yeah - about how "lots of engineers" (yeah, which ones? and why are they always in a different specialty than they're expounding on?) believe it was a controlled demolition, or something like that. I wasn't listening at that point, I just said, "99.9% of all scientists disagree with you" and began backing away, then walking swiftly across Church St. That was about all I could take. In the background, the tall guy was yelling about WTC7, "a 47-story building that fell for no reason" and I yelled back over my shoulder, "...except that it was built on the ConEd substation!" or something like that.
That was it! 3 minutes among the loonies was about all I could take!
Then, later, I happened past St. Paul's Church, and it helped alot to go in there and see all the displays about how they ministered to the 9/11 workers in the months following the disaster. There are some truly moving displays. The one that brought a tear to my eye was a letter from the community of Nagasaki, as well as sending origami. Talk about forgiveness! And a couple of women who were, I think, just tourists, gave an impromptu concert in the church, singing beautiful renditions of The Star-Spangled Banner and Silent Night. Those experiences helped wash the previous one at GZ out of my brain, thank God.
That was that! I did it, I saw, I heard, and I ran from the "Truthers"! As the old saying goes, "Never argue with a moron"!
