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Actually, this could wind up like the bomb scare of the 50's with all the kids ducking under their desks during drills. The bomb shelters probably made people feel safer, but their effectiveness was doubtful. A paranoid citizenry is the last thing we need.
After the initial shock and sorrow, the best line we can take is to attempt a semblance, at least, of normalcy. For the sake of our sanity and the maintainance of our children's peace of mind, thoughts of the coming holiday season could ease our anxiety.
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It's funny how your perspective changes as you get older. Years ago my mother told me that if the nuclear holocaust ever happened, she hoped they dropped the bomb right on her head. That baffled me. How could she not want to live? Her rationale was that life was going to be so miserable that she didn't want to have to deal with it. I was about 20 at the time, so I didn't get it.
Now that I'm older, I don't want to die but I can appreciate how life after the disaster might just be too much trouble. If they drop some sort of chemical or biological agent on this part of SC (and why they'd want to I have no idea, unless they were after Maurice Bessenger -- local bigot, never mind), it might be best to just go out with the first group and have done with it. It's a miserable way to die, though. At least a nuke would be faster. Interestingly I find I worry about our animals.
Geez, this is depressing. And it's such a nice day out, too.
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Fan, I liked your response to your family. Very rational. Way to go!
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?When I take action, I?m not going to fire a $2 million missile at a $10 empty tent and hit a camel in the butt. It?s going to be decisive.?
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I wish I could beleive that things will ever feel like normal again. I'm finding that very hard now. It might be easier if I weren't so darn prone to noticing things. Like on the PATH system (subway-like public transport that connects Manhattan, Hoboken, Jersey City, Harrison and Newark)- the traffic patterns are all messed up. The train into the city is jam packed at 7 in the morning - it used to be less of a problem until at least 8:00 AM. At the Grove Street stop, the stairs are always crowded because the people who used to get off at Exchange Place (formerly just before the World Trade Center) have had their stop eliminated. And they keep changing the times so I keep missing my connnection out into central NJ.
This is my day to day life. I can't turn the channel away from CNN and get away from it. Even if I get a car, the traffic patterns are all influenced by the tunnel closings/restrictions.
When am I ever going to be able to sleep again without a pill to keep me there?
Sigh.
Dad is home and doing fine. Thanks for your ideas, but I decided to send food. Wolferman's special apple basket. It has apple and regular english muffins, apple preserves, apple tea bread, apple scones, and apple candies all in an apple basket. And it should arrive tomorrow or the next day, right after the flowers wilt and my mom has had a chance to start killing the plants.
TTFN
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I wish I could beleive that things will ever feel like normal again. I'm finding that very hard now. It might be easier if I weren't so darn prone to noticing things. Like on the PATH system (subway-like public transport that connects Manhattan, Hoboken, Jersey City, Harrison and Newark)- the traffic patterns are all messed up. The train into the city is jam packed at 7 in the morning - it used to be less of a problem until at least 8:00 AM. At the Grove Street stop, the stairs are always crowded because the people who used to get off at Exchange Place (formerly just before the World Trade Center) have had their stop eliminated. And they keep changing the times so I keep missing my connnection out into central NJ.
This is my day to day life. I can't turn the channel away from CNN and get away from it. Even if I get a car, the traffic patterns are all influenced by the tunnel closings/restrictions.
When am I ever going to be able to sleep again without a pill to keep me there?
Sigh.
Dad is home and doing fine. Thanks for your ideas, but I decided to send food. Wolferman's special apple basket. It has apple and regular english muffins, apple preserves, apple tea bread, apple scones, and apple candies all in an apple basket. And it should arrive tomorrow or the next day, right after the flowers wilt and my mom has had a chance to start killing the plants.
TTFN
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I wish I could beleive that things will ever feel like normal again. I'm finding that very hard now. It might be easier if I weren't so darn prone to noticing things. Like on the PATH system (subway-like public transport that connects Manhattan, Hoboken, Jersey City, Harrison and Newark)- the traffic patterns are all messed up. The train into the city is jam packed at 7 in the morning - it used to be less of a problem until at least 8:00 AM. At the Grove Street stop, the stairs are always crowded because the people who used to get off at Exchange Place (formerly just before the World Trade Center) have had their stop eliminated. And they keep changing the times so I keep missing my connnection out into central NJ.
This is my day to day life. I can't turn the channel away from CNN and get away from it. Even if I get a car, the traffic patterns are all influenced by the tunnel closings/restrictions.
When am I ever going to be able to sleep again without a pill to keep me there?
Sigh.
Dad is home and doing fine. Thanks for your ideas, but I decided to send food. Wolferman's special apple basket. It has apple and regular english muffins, apple preserves, apple tea bread, apple scones, and apple candies all in an apple basket. And it should arrive tomorrow or the next day, right after the flowers wilt and my mom has had a chance to start killing the plants.
TTFN
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I'm just catching up. Very well put, Fan. Pretty much parallels my thoughts.
Sorry to hear about your father, Polly, but glad the outcome was good! The apple basket sounds wonderful! I'm so sorry to learn of the continuing turmoil you have to go through every day simply to get to work and get home again. There are many hugs here for you, Dear! And I know you have a lot of our personal e-mail addys if you need to talk further.
Very interesting, Nommy. Amazing how appropriate old wisdom remains wisdom. Thanks!
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I can relate in an odd way Polly. A lot of people I work with are on Pearl st. At the foot of the brookline bridge. They have been filled up by dislocated employees and the place is simply a madhouse. I will not be traveling there any time soon, as I had expected to. (sigh)
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It appears that Community Zero is living up to it's name.
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LOL, Absom! It seems typical of every other "upgrade" I've ever been inflicted with, though, taking eons longer than expected.
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