09/11/01: A Remembrance



It's hard to believe that it's been a year since the tragic events of September 11, 2001. On September 10, people were going about their normal business focused on whatever was most important to them at the time. Job activities or advancement, school work, personal issues, or whatever. The next day, however, the whole nation would be focused on the events as they unfolded. The things that were so important the day before, seemed to be of little value now. What we saw that day was unlike anything we had witnessed before. This was not some far away place, or members of our military that were fighting over seas in some place most of us never heard of, this was our own back yard. For some, it was right in their own house. The world changed that day and it will never be the same. However, despite the death and destruction, we were able to find some good in it all. Stories of airline passengers that overtook one of the planes to make sure it didn't reach it's destination. Firefighters, knowing they would never see their families again, advancing further to try and save a few more lives, even if it was just one. Seemingly ordinary people finding extra ordinary strength and determination. A nation that is normally divided over just about everything, found nothing to be divided over that day. For perhaps the only time in history, we were united and filled with a sense of patriotism like never before. There was no black or white, no red or green, no Democrat or Republican. The events of September 11 taught us a lot, but it came with a stiff price. Let us not forget the sacrifice they made. Not now, not ever.
John O'Connell, President/Wembaster.

As part of our 09/11/01 remembrance we solicited comment from honored members of the spanking video community on this most tragic on anniversaries. Here is what they had to say:



David Pierson, Chief Editor- On September 11, 2001, I had just pulled into the parking lot at work when I heard over my local National Public Radio station that a plane had crashed into one of the towers of the World Trade Center. Immediately my heart sank. I knew that it was not an accident. I rushed into my office building and ran into the office of a broker whose television was ordinarily set to the Financial News Network. I stood in this broker's office, in a large crowd of people watching this building burn. We just stood there in stunned silence. Soon, we were horrified as the second plane stuck the other tower. Shortly after that word came that another jetliner had crashed into the Pentagon. When I heard this news I was filled with panic. My wife is a government official in the Department Of Energy. I had been worried about her safety ever since the outrage in Oklahoma City. When I finally reached her by cell phone she told me that she was on her way home as they had been evacuated. I am a mental heath professional by trade. I run a large program serving the poor in a large eastern city. The city that my program serves was in the process of evacuating. After calling my staff in from the field I went home. I needed to see my family in the most desperate way. I remember that my wife and I melted into a tearful embrace upon seeing each other for the first time in this New World. Soon, word had come that the Red Cross was looking for mental health professionals to assist in the disaster relief efforts going on in New York and Washington D.C. By that Saturday, I was in a Red Cross class receiving my training in disaster relief. My first assignment was to contact families who had reported loved ones missing. This was done by phone. Of course, most of the people I had contacted were coming to grips with the fact that their loved ones were gone. There was a noticeable progression in the way the families respond over time. At first they were numb from the shock of this horror that had befallen them. Later, they had grown angry. They were angry at every thing. As time went on they had gown profoundly sad. For many of them the sadness increased as the rest of us began to move on. I remember one woman saying to me " It feels obscene that the sun rises and sets each day." I had the privilege of serving in New York City as part of a disaster relief team. I remember seeing Ground 0 and being unable to speak. The area seemed hallowed and damned at the same time. For me, one year later, I want the people who lost loved ones in that horrible tragedy to know that they are not forgotten. I will remember them and those who were lost all of the days of my life.


Chelsea Pfieffer, ChelseaAs the anniversary of that terrible event approaches I pray that the healing has begun for those who lost loved ones, or the few who escaped and now live with the daily effects of the trauma inflicted on them due to the heartless, Godless, senseless acts of Sept. 11, 2001. I know that it takes time to get over loss and so we should all remember that this isn't over by a long shot. Day by day, month by month and, now, year by year we will all recover, remember and learn to live with this devastating hole in our lives and this new world we must learn to live in. Love and peace to everyone! Malamo pono (trans. Be well).
Aloha,
Chelsea


Marnie Reeves, star of Shadow Lane's production of " Bedroom Discipline"- I feel this sorrow that I keep expecting will wear off, or become less in some way. Not because I think it should go away, but because every other instance of grief in my life has lessened with time- that's what grief generally does. My perception of the fear of the people who died that day and the anguish that their families and friends feel in that awareness is intolerable to me still. Most of the time I tell myself that it wasn't real. With each reminder I come across in the media or elsewhere, I feel like I'm getting the news all over again. I'm going to visit the site of the attacks in New York when I travel to Manhattan at the end of September in the hopes that I can say something comforting to any of the ghosts who might still be there, and hope that maybe they will say something comforting back to me.
- Marnie


Rubee Tuesday, star of Pacific Force's Triple-Play #12 and numerous fetish video productions- As we come up on the first anniversary of September 11, it brings back the feelings that I encountered so vividly last year. I felt that tremendous sense of loss that has evolved into more effort at doing new things and living life now. I am enjoying my life even more this year than before it happened because I now realize that it can all be gone in an instant. I appreciate my friendships more and have made more friends since it happened because people are precious and I want to cherish every moment I spend with them. I went to Ground Zero a month after it happened and it was very eerie. The whole area felt haunted by the souls of those who perished in such a horrible manner. I cried on the flight home. My sprit was very heavy after that experience.
- Rubee


Trisha Monroe star of Pacific Force's: " Discipline Down on The Farm", and "Spanked in Front of The Class", Shadow Lane's " A Brother's Advice" and Brooks Applications " Over Auntie Janet's Lap"- On September 11th, let us remember and light a candle for those who were lost.
- Trisha


Greg Edwards, owner of Red Hot Video- On 09/11/01 we saw the face of true religious fanaticism. Remember that the next time you hear some sanctimonious fool spouting off about family values and such.


Dallas, co-owner and creative director of Dallas Spanks Tiki Productions- I remember it like it was yesterday. I was on the way to work, sipping my starbucks ( like every morning) I was perturbed by how slow the traffic was moving. Suddenly my cell phone started to ring. " Tiki can't be up already?" I thought as I picked it up. " Good morning sunshine", I gleamed. " Dallas- where are you? " I told her that I was on my way to work. All she said was " turn on your radio" and then the line went dead. I turned on my radio and what I heard was something as if from a dream. A very bad dream. As I was in this fugue state I heard that the second jet had slammed into the twin towers. This snapped me out of it- Now I was pissed! It opened up this bloodlust in me that I can't even describe. I wanted revenge, I wanted their heads! It is sad to think that I could have killed that day- brutally and without remorse. On that day I would have pushed the button of total muslim extinction. I have come to understand that the actions of the few can not condemn the many. I understand now that some people are so evil that they prey on the zealous to do their bidding. These are the ones who must be stopped at all costs. Evil is evil- nothing more, nothing less. I saw my hatred turn into the pride that goes with being an American. I saw people put their lives on hold to help their fellow citizens and neighbors. I saw the heroes, the everyday American heroes. I remember crying with pride.

Editors Note: It needs to be noted that Mr. D. pulled himself out of a sick bed to write his contribution to this page. He had suffered a head injury only a few hours before writing this piece. We thank you Dallas.- David Pierson


Erica Scott, writer and star of Shadow Lane's " Spank Thy Neighbor"- I can't believe that it's been a year already. I was one of the lucky ones; I did not know anyone who perished in the attacks. My heart goes out to everyone who lost a loved one last year- I hope that time and support have helped to heal the grief somewhat.


This is from Jennifer Brooks, owner and creative force behind Brooks Applications- I have agonized over what to say about this. There are no words powerful enough to convey the intensity of my feelings regarding this unspeakable event. It is beyond my understanding as to why this happened. Every time I think of September 11 my gut wrenches and my eyes fill with tears.


Tony Elka, co-owner and producer for Shadow Lane Productions- September 11th is about more than just grappling with cultural hatreds. An ancient and outdated way of life is slowly giving way to a new one and it's not going to die quietly. It's come to a head during our lifetime and like it or not, we're obligated to assist in it's death throes. Terrorism isn't the first challenge the U.S.A. has faced. We're still here and we'll continue to be here long after the regimes of our enemies are nothing more than unpleasant memories. The American lives lost on September 11th were good lives, people in their prime, actively pursuing exactly that which was guaranteed to them in our Bill of Rights; life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Before Sept. 11th, I took those rights for granted. If the mullahs of the world have their way, such rights will be a lost dream for us all.

I spit on them and all they represent; repression, fear, superstition, ignorance and the violent subjugation of women. Despite the necessity of the upcoming war and my anger against the human monsters who willfully dispatched murderers among us, I won't rejoice when the bombs start dropping. Watching war on television isn't the Super Bowl. It will be especially maddening knowing that those that have caused the most harm will be cowering safely in their bunkers, while civilians die in the thousands. This isn't constructive criticism, I don't have a better solution to offer.

The day may yet come when all human conflicts will be resolved peacefully, but I've reconciled myself to the reality that we'll never live to see it. For today, the time for such things as diplomacy and weapons inspections are past, we simply must win this war.




FDNY343

Back to Features

HOME



Support our Free Achive Spanking Site by joining one of the sites below.

Marked Butts - Spanking Online - Realspankings - Firm Hand Spanking - Girl Spanks Girl - Clare Fonda Pass - Punished Brats