wannabe guitar-slinger, brutal American
California, USA
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A little Sunday, funday. Jamming over a little bluesy thing I made messing around with my new midi controller.
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The face you make after you voted for socialism because gas was expensive.
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48 years ago today, WKRP in Cincinnati debuted on CBS.
From Episode 1, When DJ John Caravella transformed into Dr. Johnny Fever, and WKRP became a rock and roll station.
Several years ago I had the privilege of meeting Will Jimeno and watch him present at a conference my team was putting on. Will was one of the 2 Port Authority Police Officers trapped in the rumble on 9/11. The cross in my hand is made from one of the steel beams from the WTC. His presentation still remains the most emotionally powerful telling of the events of that horrific day 25 years ago that I’ve ever heard. Never Forget!
Installed a Certano T-Bender on my Telecaster last week. Feels like I am learning the instrument all over again. Just keeping it real simple here tying to get comfortable with the G and B string bends.
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In 1993, Rick Rescorla walked through the smoking crater in the World Trade Center basement and wrote a report no one wanted to read.
He warned that the towers were still a target. He warned that the next attack would not be a truck.
It would be a plane.
Morgan Stanley listened, but breaking the lease on twenty-two floors of prime Manhattan real estate would cost hundreds of millions. They stayed.
So Rick made a choice: if they couldn’t leave the building, they would learn to survive it.
He instituted mandatory, unannounced evacuation drills. High-powered executives who billed thousands by the hour complained about trudging down concrete stairwells. Rick didn’t care. He drilled them relentlessly, two by two, keeping one side open for first responders. He knew that when terror struck, muscle memory was the only cure for panic.
On September 11, 2001, the North Tower was hit. Minutes later, building announcements echoed through the South Tower: The building is secure. Return to your desks.
Rick picked up a bullhorn and defied the order.
“Get out,” he said.
He launched the evacuation before the second plane ever hit. As thousands spiraled down the dark stairwells, Rick sang old Cornish battle songs and “God Bless America” through his megaphone to drown out the terror.
When United 175 tore into their tower seventeen minutes later, Morgan Stanley was already halfway home.
Of the 2,687 employees in the South Tower that morning, 2,674 made it out alive.
Rick was already safe on the lower floors. But he turned around and went back up. When colleagues begged him to save himself, he told them he would leave only when he was certain every single soul was out.
He was last seen heading up past the 10th floor.
At 9:59 a.m., the tower fell. Rick was one of the 13 who never came home.
He trusted his gut when the world told him he was paranoid. He broke protocol to save thousands of lives. And when his mission was done, he walked straight back into the fire.
Remember Rick Rescorla.
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Since you weren’t even born yet, I’m going to answer in good faith:
9/11 was America’s collective loss of innocence. In the decades prior, we’d won the Cold War by outspending the Soviets. We were the sole remaining superpower, and we were in a period of peace and economic prosperity.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, we suffered a suicide attack with a higher death toll than Pearl Harbor. It struck a city on the US mainland, the first attack of that scale to hit CONUS since the Civil War.
In a violent flash, and on live television, our collective illusions of safety, security, and peace disappeared. For most Americans, it was the first time we ever had to contend with that scale of horror, and what it implied about the fragility of our way of life.
It was simultaneously sobering and terrifying. The American response was to launch two wars, and to restructure domestic life around the Government’s presumed duty to spy on everyone, so nothing like it could ever happen again.
I am not being hyperbolic when I say the America we grew up in—imagined or not—vanished on 9/11.
What you’re calling a “worshipful attitude” is a mix of reverence for the dead, and mourning for the loss of what existed before.
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💔 This picture has always gotten to me.
Most people know her as “The Dust Lady.”
But her name was Marcy Borders.
She was only 28 years old when the towers were attacked on September 11, 2001.
She was working inside the World Trade Center when everything happened. Somehow, she made it out.
And then this picture was taken.
Covered from head to toe in dust.
Terrified.
In shock.
Probably not even fully understanding what she had just survived.
The picture went around the world.
Everybody saw the dust.
But what they couldn't see was what Marcy carried with her after that day. 💔
She may have walked out of those towers alive…
but September 11 followed her home.
For years, she struggled with depression and addiction and with everything she had seen that morning.
She once described it like her soul had fallen with the towers.
That right there gets me.
Because we hear the word “survivor” and think they made it out, so they're okay.
But that's not always how surviving works.
Sometimes you make it out physically…
and part of you is still trapped there.
Then in 2014, Marcy was diagnosed with stomach cancer.
She believed it came from the toxic dust she breathed in that day.
She fought the cancer. She fought the medical bills. She reportedly even struggled at times to afford the medicine she needed.
And on August 24, 2015, Marcy Borders died.
She was just 42 years old.
42. 💔
She survived the towers falling.
But that day never really stopped taking from her.
So when you see this picture, don't just remember “The Dust Lady.”
Remember her name.
Marcy Borders.
She was a mother.
A daughter.
A real person underneath all that dust.
And she was one of so many people who survived September 11 only to carry that day with them for the rest of their lives.
The smoke cleared.
The cameras eventually went away.
The rest of the world moved forward.
But for people like Marcy, September 11 never really ended.
Rest in Peace, Marcy. 🕊️🇺🇸💔
**We all remember the picture.
Let's remember the woman in it, too.**
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This Humble Elevator Technician Ran Two Miles Into The World Trade Center To Save Hundreds Trapped In Stalled Elevators.
On the morning of September 11, 2001, 46-year-old elevator mechanic Charles "Chuck" Costello Jr. was working at a hotel in SoHo, twenty blocks north of the World Trade Center. It was a rare day for the New Jersey father of four to be working in Manhattan, but as a Boeing 767 slammed into the North Tower and hundreds of thousands of people began fleeing Lower Manhattan in terror, Costello did the unthinkable: he jumped out of his work site and ran over two miles straight toward the burning towers. When his coworker desperately urged him to stay back, the humble Navy veteran and devout Christian simply replied, "I'll be fine. Just keep your cellphone on," before disappearing into the thick smoke.
Inside the burning complex, stalled elevators had become horrific death traps, locking hundreds of panicked occupants inside pitch-black shafts filled with jet fuel smoke. While official contractors withdrew their crews from the chaos, Costello voluntarily charged into 1 World Trade Center to offer his technical expertise. Working alongside firefighters and police officers, who quickly came to know him as "the elevator man", he used his specialized tools and knowledge to override controls and manually force open jammed doors, freeing trapped workers line after line. After extricating countless people from the North Tower, he refused to seek safety for himself and instead ran directly into 2 World Trade Center to perform the exact same life-saving operation.
Costello’s tireless efforts saved hundreds of lives before the towers collapsed, but his refusal to abandon those trapped inside came at the ultimate price. On January 5, 2002, search and rescue crews finally recovered his remains deep beneath the rubble in a South Tower elevator shaft, resting side-by-side with a firefighter and a police officer. In his pocket were his driver’s license, union card, and rosary. Today, his son carries on his legacy as both an elevator mechanic and a volunteer firefighter. While the world remembers the overwhelming tragedy of that morning, Chuck Costello’s quiet, self-sacrificing courage stands as a testament to the highest order of human love, serving as a poignant reminder of how easily extraordinary human stories can be overlooked.
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Robert Kraft when Jed York walks into the next owners meeting:
Might be an outlier but clearly some are very high on Ramon Marquez. Honestly can't complain about this return for Arreaz at all.
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While Obama, Hillary, and Panetta were at Andrews AFB on September 14, 2012 putting on the dignified transfer show for our brothers…
The Annex team and DS team was still in Germany. We got left there on purpose so we couldn’t be at that ceremony.
When we landed at Ramstein, the USO was waiting on the tarmac. They knew we left everything behind in Benghazi, so they had clothes, shoes, socks, and toiletries set up for us.
The Tripoli Embassy people who had all their luggage and plenty of time to pack went through the line first. As we sat there just watching, they took every last damn thing. Socks, Underwear, Pants, Toothpaste, Toothbrushes, Mouthwash, all of it. Looked like flies hoarding on a fresh pile of shit. They couldn’t get to the stuff fast enough. Nothing left for the guys who still had blood on their boots.
As the whole team from Benghazi just sat there looking at these flies, the @The_USO team came up, talked to us, and asked if we were the guys from Benghazi. They left and came back with a couple hundred bucks each on a card so we could go buy clothes and toiletries the next morning, thank GOD!
We got debriefed again in Germany and asked if we wanted to talk to the FBI. We looked at each other this was a terrorist attack. The military should be handling it, not treating it like some criminal case.
We learned about the ceremony and had to watch that whole thing from Germany. Then once their ceremony was over, they came to us and said, “You can go home now… but you got to find and buy your own plane ticket back.”
We watched the whole “it was a video protest that turned into a riot” lie from Germany as well and knew every word of it was bullshit.
That’s what we were doing while they put on the show.
Never forget.
Never stop telling the truth.
#alwaysmoveforward #benghazi #tig #13hours
On 9/14/12 at an enormous hangar at Andrews AFB in Maryland, the remains of the Americans who perished in #Benghazi arrived. Emerging from a C-17 cargo plane, six Marines each carried the flag-draped caskets of the fallen on top of stands before four waiting hearses, as a color guard led the somber procession. Present at the ceremony to receive the remains were @BarackObama, @HillaryClinton and Leon Panetta, who had abandoned Americans in #Benghazi 3 days before. They were now tasked with pretending they valued the lives of the fallen more than their 2012 political ambitions.
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I didn’t love Graham and I don’t love McConnell, but Graham may have saved Kavanaugh from the most BS allegations in history and McConnell definitely saved the Supreme Court.
I will not shit on men who have done great things because I didn’t agree with them all the time.
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Why is it ‘cancelled’ in the U.K. but ‘canceled’ in the U.S.?
Because we gave them that L in 1776.
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"The Communists are finally making their move. I’ve been waiting and preparing for this for a long time… the game is on and I will need your help."
