"The very first thing that came to my mind was the safety of my father, who was at the time was on active duty in the Navy and was deployed in the Middle East. Every morning before I ride the bus to school, I would call my dad to tell him good night and I love you; that morning, not one family member of my dad’s squadron could get a hold of them."
The following is a letter DiscoveryNews.com’s Managing Editor Amanda Onion wrote home shortly after Sept. 11, 2001.
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Amanda wrote the letter below to her hometown minister, Scott Planting, the Saturday after the 9/11 attacks. Amanda’s mother, who had a copy, recently sent it to her and it brought back a flood of memories.
"My morning hospital shift started at 6 AM and I arrived a bit early that day. As always, I was the first on duty. I flipped on the radio which was set to KROQ to keep me company in the lonely, sterile environment."
Interesting article in the New York Times on the Guy Fawkes masks seen at Anonymous demonstrations. BART protesters, take note.
When members appear in public to protest censorship and what they view as corruption, they don a plastic mask of Guy Fawkes, the 17th-century Englishman who tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament.
Stark white, with blushed pink cheeks, a wide grin and a thin black mustache and goatee, the mask resonates with the hackers because it was worn by a rogue anarchist challenging an authoritarian government in “V for Vendetta,” the movie produced in 2006 by Warner Brothers.
What few people seem to know, though, is that Time Warner, one of the largest media companies in the world and parent of Warner Brothers, owns the rights to the image and is paid a licensing fee with the sale of each mask.
Hiding Parkinson’s disease became a young woman’s worst problem:
I could not keep this from the man that I loved anymore. A little more than a year after my diagnosis, I sat my husband on the couch and tried to explain what Parkinson’s disease was. It was my “CliffsNotes” version, direct and to the point.
After spilling my well-rehearsed speech, I took a breath and waited for his reaction. He just stared at me with a confused look on his face and said, “Um, I knew you had Parkinson’s disease.”
“I think readers can find, already, a dozen pieces that couldn’t get past the censors, either linguistically or topically, of the high-brow outlets. We are West Coast in that way — we don’t mind wearing sneakers to a dinner party. We don’t always take our hats off indoors.”—Tom Lutz, editor-in-chief of the L.A. Review of Books, in an interview with LAist.
Why is living the correct way “news” or something to give someone praise for. This is NOT a story. This is not news, and kind of disgusting in her self righteousness. Living this way my entire adult life, and noone is patting me on the back. LAME
This is an op-ed piece. It’s part of ”Postcards from the recession,” a series of on-the-ground reports from throughout Southern California on how the economic downturn has hit individual neighborhoods.