thanks fugly... i have been monitoring the list of survivors at http://wtc.ny.com/ .... (it's too soon to list the dead, the survivor list is updated every 15 minutes for those interested) i have been hearing news reports of death threats to, and beatings of, arab-americans, and muslims... reading through the list, i have noticed names of all races including muslim and arabian names... if any of you are thinking of going out on a bash a muslim/arab spree.. bear in mind that they have been victims too... the perpetrators have not differentiated between races, don't be as guilty as they are.
That's a good point. I was about to beat the shit out of the guy at 7-11 today but then I remembered. Although he's probably a terrorist, this guy is in control of the slurpee machine here and if continue to beat him like this, he just might do something to it like pee in it or something. I'm sure glad I got control of myself.
most of the afghans in this country, and probably yours are fleeing the oppressive regime of the taliban, and previously, the soviets... i spit on all racist thugs who are just looking for, and now have, an excuse to attack muslims
Indeed. They had a few restaurant/church shootings here in my city in the past couple of days... I was halfway expecting someone to be in my class waiting to take the professor out... He's honestly my favorite teacher this semester, he's more helpful than any of the others, and I've thought that even before this incident.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Fugly: That's a good point. I was about to beat the shit out of the guy at 7-11 today but then I remembered. Although he's probably a terrorist, this guy is in control of the slurpee machine here and if continue to beat him like this, he just might do something to it like pee in it or something. I'm sure glad I got control of myself.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Pimp...i hope that my eagerness to provide you with plenty of 'dirty slurpee' isn't going to lead to a beating!!?!
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nursey: Pimp...i hope that my eagerness to provide you with plenty of 'dirty slurpee' isn't going to lead to a beating!!?! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Wouldn't witholding such favours be more likely to lead to that outcome? Or is beatings a bonus? And god, please don't let this lead to the publication of more Fugly Porn in the forum.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nursey: Pimp...i hope that my eagerness to provide you with plenty of 'dirty slurpee' isn't going to lead to a beating!!?! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> i'll only beat you with my filthy cock darling
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Martin: ...I was about to beat the shit out of the guy at 7-11 today...<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Reminds me of something I first noticed Wednesday at the local 7-11: the Middle Eastern clerk had turned noticeably quiet and withdrawn. Maybe it was my imagination, but he definitely seemed very subdued, sorta like a black hiker who stumbles across a woodsy Klan meeting. I second Pimpo's observation about avoiding racism in the current matter: it is not all Muslims who are our enemy, only a certain few who distinguish themselves by their actions, not religion. On the other hand, I've no doubt some eggs are going to get broken in the making of this anti-terrorist omelette. Dubya's assertion early on -- paraphrased, that we're not going to distinguish between terrorists per se and their friends and supporters -- sounded like the Diplomat-Speak translation of that infamous Marine Corps t-shirt design with slogan "Kill 'Em All & Let God Sort 'Em Out". Must say, the authorities won't have trouble locating and interviewing the majority of the Muslim population at least in the NYC & Washington metro areas - all they need to do is round up all the cab drivers.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by PimpDaddy v2.01beta: i'll only beat you with my filthy cock darling <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Okay...timeout. That's enough of that.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by PimpDaddy v2.01beta: i have been hearing news reports of death threats to, and beatings of, arab-americans, and muslims... reading through the list, i have noticed names of all races including muslim and arabian names... if any of you are thinking of going out on a bash a muslim/arab spree.. bear in mind that they have been victims too... the perpetrators have not differentiated between races, don't be as guilty as they are.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> a personal testimony of a survivor of the WTC disaster.. i thought it pertinent to my earlier post..... "My name is Usman Farman and I graduated from Bentley with a Finance degree last May. I am 21 years old, turning 22 in October; I am Pakistani, and I am Muslim. Until September 10th 2001, I used to work at the World Trade Center in building #7. I had friends and acquaintances who worked in tower #1 right across from me. Some made it out, and some are still unaccounted for. I survived this horrible event. I'd like to share with you what I went through that awful day, with the hopes that we can all stay strong together; through this tragedy of yet untold proportions. As I found out, regardless of who we are, and where we come from, we only have each other. I commute into the city every morning on the train from New Jersey. Rather, I used to. I still can't believe what is happening. That morning I woke up and crawled out of bed. I was thinking about flaking out on the train and catching the late one, I remember telling myself that I just had to get to work on time. I ended up catching the 7:48 train, which put me in Hoboken at 8:20 am. When I got there I thought about getting something to eat, I decided against it and took the PATH train to the World Trade Center. I arrived at the World Trade at 8:40 in the morning. I walked into the lobby of building 7 at 8:45, that's when the first plane hit. Had I taken the late train, or gotten a bite to eat, I would have been 5 minutes late and walking over the crosswalk. Had that happened, I would have been caught under a rain of fire and debris, I wouldn't be here talking to you. I'd be dead. I was in the lobby, and I heard the first explosion; it didn't register. They were doing construction outside and I thought some scaffolding had fallen. I took the elevators up to my office on the 27th floor. When I walked in, the whole place was empty. There were no alarms, no sprinklers, nothing. Our offices are, or rather, were on the south side of building seven. We were close enough to the North and South Towers, that I could literally throw a stone from my window and hit the North tower with it. My phone rang and I spoke with my mother and told her that I was leaving, at that moment I saw an explosion rip out of the second building. I called my friend in Boston, waking her up and told her to tell everyone I'm okay, and that I was leaving. I looked down one last time and saw the square and fountain that I eat lunch in, was covered in smoldering debris. Apparently, I was one of the last to leave my building, when I was on the way up in the elevators; my co-workers from the office were in the stairwells coming down. When I evacuated, there was no panic. People were calm and helping each other; a pregnant woman was being carried down the stairwell. I'll spare the more gruesome details of what I saw, those are things that no one should ever have to see, and beyond human decency to describe. Those are things which will haunt me for the rest of my life, my heart goes out to everyone who lost their lives that day, and those who survived with the painful reminders of what once was. Acquaintances of mine who made it out of the towers, only got out because 1000 people formed a human chain to find their way out of the smoke. Everyone was a hero that day. We were evacuated to the north side of building 7. Still only 1 block from the towers. The security people told us to go north and not to look back. 5 city blocks later I stopped and turned around to watch. With a thousand people staring, we saw in shock as the first tower collapsed. No one could believe it was happening, it is still all too-surreal to imagine. The next thing I remember is that a dark cloud of glass and debris about 50 stories high came tumbling towards us. I turned around and ran as fast as possible. I didn't realize until yesterday that the reason I'm still feeling so sore was that I fell down trying to get away. What happened next is why I came here to give this speech. I was on my back, facing this massive cloud that was approaching, it must have been 600 feet off, everything was already dark. I normally wear a pendant around my neck, inscribed with an Arabic prayer for safety; similar to the cross. A hesidic Jewish man came up to me and held the pendant in his hand, and looked at it. He read the Arabic out loud for a second. What he said next, I will never forget. With a deep Brooklyn accent he said "Brother, if you don't mind, there is a cloud of glass coming at us, grab my hand, lets get the hell out of here". He helped me stand up, and we ran for what seemed like forever without looking back. He was the last person I would ever have thought, who would help me. If it weren't for him, I probably would have been engulfed in shattered glass and debris. I finally stopped about 20 blocks away, and looked in horror as tower #2 came crashing down. Fear came over me as I realized that some people were evacuated to the streets below the towers. Like I said before, no one could have thought those buildings could collapse. We turned around and in shock and disbelief and began the trek to midtown. It took me 3 hours to get to my sisters office at 3 avenue and 47th street. Some streets were completely deserted, completely quiet, no cars, no nothing, just the distant wail of sirens. I managed to call home and say I was okay, and get in touch with co-workers and friends whom I feared were lost. We managed to get a ride to New Jersey. Looking back as I crossed the George Washington Bridge, I could not see the towers. It had really happened. As the world continues to reel from this tragedy, people in the streets are lashing out. Not far from my home, a Pakistani woman was run over on purpose as she was crossing the parking lot to put groceries in her car. Her only fault? That she had her head covered and was wearing the traditional clothing of my homeland. I am afraid for my family's well being within our community. My older sister is too scared to take the subway into work now. My 8-year-old sister's school is under lockdown and armed watch by police. Violence only begets violence, and by lashing out at each other in fear and hatred, we will become no better than the faceless cowards who committed this atrocity. If it weren't for that man who helped me get up, I would most likely be in the hospital right now, if not dead. Help came from the least expected place, and goes only to show, that we are all in this together regardless of race, religion, or ethnicity. Those are principles that this country was founded on. Please take a moment to look at the people sitting around you. Friends or strangers, in a time of crisis, you would want the nearest person to help you if you needed it. My help came from a man who I would never have thought would normally even speak to me. Ask yourselves now how you can help those people in New York and Washington. You can donate blood, you can send clothing, food, and money. Funds have been setup in the New York area to help the families of fallen firefighters, policemen, and emergency personnel. The one thing that won't help, is if we fight amongst ourselves, because it is then that we are doing exactly what they want us to do, and I know that nobody here wants to do that. My name is Usman Farman and I graduated from Bentley with a Finance degree last May. I am 21 years old, turning 22 in October; I am Pakistani, and I am Muslim, and I too have been victimized by this awful tragedy. The next time you feel angry about this, and perhaps want to retaliate in your own way, please remember these words: "Brother, if you don't mind, there is a cloud of glass coming at us, grab my hand, lets get the hell out of here.""
