Remembering 9/11

Today is 9/11. There are tons of memorials, tributes, cleverly created memes, etc. They all say "Never Forget" or similar. That's terrific. I'm glad people are spreading the sentiment that we should not forget what happened that day.

However.

It has become a trite little catchphrase now. "Never Forget, Never Forget, Never Forget." But it seems we *have* forgotten. We've forgotten the significance of the attacks that were carried out that day. We've forgotten who was behind them, and we've decided that political correctness trumps 3000 innocent lives, and countless more that would have been lost if it weren't for the incredibly brave actions of a few passengers on an airplane. We've forgotten who the enemy is.

We elected one of the enemy in 2008, and we did it with our eyes wide open. He TOLD US he was on the side of the criminals who attacked us. He TOLD US he would stand with them if push came to shove. We KNEW what his background was. We KNEW what his philosophy was. We KNEW, and we allowed ourselves to be blinded by the color of his skin, and ignored the content of his character.

Push has come to shove in Syria. If we attack Syria, the only possible result will be a massive world war, and we won't be fighting cowards hiding in caves anymore. We'll be fighting the entire Middle East, Russia, China, possibly North Korea if that little punk decides he wants a piece of us. And we have no assurances from our allies that they will stand with us. We'll effectively be in it alone. And it will be OUR FAULT.

Are you happy, all you Sheeple who elected this? Are you satisfied? Have you achieved the goal you were looking for? I think not. I think you were wooed by forked-tongue promises of lower mortgage payments and free health care. I think you thought you were doing a good thing, electing a snake in the grass. But he *is* a snake, and he's creeping around in *your* grass. Is it worth it? We are seeing the loss of our most precious freedoms, increased poverty, the deliberate creation of more racial tension than this country has seen since the 60's, the destruction of our economy, a flood of foreign criminals slithering in under amnesty, and our most dangerous enemy gaining a foothold in our own government. If you still think this was a good choice you made, then you are complicit in whatever the results are, and the irony is, most of you who stand by this would be the first ones under the sword if Islam had its way.

It's not too late. It's not too late to wake up, open your eyes, and see what your bad choices have done. It's not too late to regret it. And it's not too late to redeem yourselves by helping to stop it.

That's the best way to "Never Forget." To truly REMEMBER, and use that memory to stem the tide of evil that is rapidly gaining strength. It's not too late, but we all need to be in it together. Every one of us must use the brains we were blessed with and FIGHT. It's not enough to "Never Forget," if the memory does nothing but stagnate. We have to truly keep that memory alive by preventing a repeat of the tragedy of 9/11.

It's not too late.

Thus it is writ.

I have been admonished that I need to blog. I must blog. I should never not be blogging. So I am resurrecting this poor sad neglected blog to discuss shitstains.

So the Charmin bears, right? I have always hated them. It's inane, and they're constantly going on and on about their toilet habits, specifically their wiping rituals. It's a true case of "lowest common denominator," in my opinion. The creators of this nightmare need to be medicated at the very least, and possibly institutionalized. "Disturbing" doesn't even come close to describing this entire campaign.

I thought it was bad when the mother bear started checking her descendants' backsides for dingleberries. I thought, OK, this is horrific, there's really no way to go any lower then this. I was wrong.

Along came the little bear sitting on the washing machine and trumpeting, "This is one way to keep your underwear clean. Charmin is another!" So, we're using shitstains to sell products now? That's what we're doing? OK. Well, I said to myself, *that* has got to be as low as they're willing to go.

I was wrong.

Their latest effort has the bears being "interviewed" about whether they enjoy going to the bathroom. Mom thinks it's "me time." Little Sister brings a book. And Big Dopey Dad - God help us all - loves to text from the toilet. But even after all that, the ad people manged to save the very worst for last. Dad struts proudly offscreen, proclaiming. "I'm gonna get some Charmin and go right now!"

If I looked into a camera and told the world, "Imma go take a dump now! And I am exorbitantly pleased with myself about it!" I'd be locked away. But somehow when it's animated, Popsicle-colored bears extolling the virtues of Charmin, it's socially acceptable to announce our intentions, bowel-wise.

I'm aware that there are many bad ads out there. (The giant King head from the Burger King horror stories a couple of years back creeps stealthily to mind, much as the King himself did to that guy in his bedroom in the middle of the night.) And Quilted Northern hit back with their own campaign where actual people discuss their toilet-paper requirements. ("It has to be soft, but it has to keep my hands clean too!") But people: We're talking about shitstains. Shit. STAINS. On TV. When people's mothers are watching. There's just something so not right about that, and it's not that I'm uptight about private matters either, but that's just it: Those things are PRIVATE. Bathroom doors have locks FOR A REASON. If the average person finds himself (or herself, we're an equal-opportunity blog here) with a shitstain, he (or she) will go to heroic lengths to conceal the fact from the world. They don't announce their intention to switch to Charmin in the hopes of easing the burden on their washing machine. The Charmin commercials are a symptom of a greater illness, and I just think TV people can maybe try taking things back up a notch from the bottom of the barrel. Maybe if we all strove to be just a little bit better than shitstains, we'd all have a lot less problems.