“We All Have a Dog in this Fight” by Java Goddess

May 5th, 2006 at 11:02 by MsUnderestimated

An acquaintance who is on one of my distribution lists sent out this very powerful post to us on Monday regarding the film “United 93.” He starts his email to us this way:

Yesterday, I went to see United 93 with my daughter, Krista. Krista was a flight attendant with UAL at the time and had flown the United 175 trip several times before 9/11. I had flown it also before my retirement from my LAX base and it could have been the same airplane. So, we felt like we had a dog in that fight. I think this movie should be a requirement for everyone, especially the anti-war pukes and the democrats that wonder why we are at war. They should, especially, strap Ted Kennedy, Nancy Pelosi, Dick “Turbin” and their likes, in a seat on the front row of a theater and slam it down their throats over & over & over…….. This synopsis of the movie was written by Krista, on her blog, and you’ll have to excuse some of her language, but she came by it honestly. A chip off the old block. - Gino

And here is Krista’s very compelling review:

“Two Thumbs Up” When I first heard about the release of “United 93” a few weeks ago, my first response was, “Hell no, I’m not going to see that.” Why did I need to see some cheezebag Hollywood pussy’s version of what happened that day? So I can get even more pissed off when my emotions were manipulated into feeling sympathy for a bunch of psychotic religious whack jobs? I was still on the line back then. I vividly remember everything about that day–from being woken up at 6:25 am to seeing that plane fly into the building to trying in futile desperation to connect to scheduling to figure out where all my friends were. I remember leaving the house around 5:00 pm that day, walking through a deserted downtown Long Beach–right past the Pacific Coast’s “World Trade Center” standing just two blocks from my place on Ocean Boulevard–and hearing the soul shattering silence coming from the direction of Los Angeles Airport. Any domestic-bound flights departing out of LAX almost always hung a lazy turn out over the Pacific and came back towards the east directly over Long Beach harbor. But not that day. I could feel the shock hanging in the air everywhere I went. It wasn’t anger yet, just empty shock.

Besides, ask anyone who is or was in the airline business and they’ll tell you the same thing–Hollywood never gets it right. From the original Airport 77 to that ridiculous disaster movie with Kurt Russell and Marla Maples (comically standing at the door during evacuation and calling out “Buh Bye!” as passengers hurled themselves down the slide. And she wasn’t doing it to be funny.) I’ve seen all those movies and I sat and laughed at how wrong everything was. I had no intention of sitting through a depiction of a day that completely altered my life and see everything that was so glaringly wrong–and even worse, what would be wrong on purpose–about the movie.

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But sometime last week I was reading about the movie on the internet–wish I could quote the article directly, but I can’t recall it now–and I read something about one of the passengers snapping a hijacker’s neck. I instantly realized, “I need to see that.” Call it morbid fantasy, but I really had a deep-seated need to see that moment. My dad, a retired pilot, agreed to go with me.

I packed a dozen Kleenex in my purse in preparation. I didn’t use a single one. I realize now that all the crying has been done. I went to memorials for my flying partners who were killed that day, I’ve cried for what was lost and what was changed forever. I broke out in hives for weeks after 9/11 and woke up crying in the middle of the night. I’ve addressed the crying in many many ways.

What has not been addressed is the anger. And that is what this movie did for me–it let that raw fury come bubbling up to the surface, back from where I had stuffed it and locked it up. I felt my hand on that fire extinguisher as the actor playing Mark Bingham smashed it–over and over–into the head of the hijacker carrying the fake bomb, splattering blood all over the bulkhead wall. We have no way of knowing what really happened in those last few moments, but there is no doubt in my mind that if those passengers were half as furious as I am, that it was brutal. And I hope to God it was. I really hope that motherfucker went to his 72 virgins picking his teeth out of the back of his skull.

There were tiny little details that popped out to me and to my father that anyone else would have never noticed. And I think the actor playing Dahl did him a disservice by making him come across as self-important and even slightly effeminate.

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Jason Dahl had a great sense of humor and was an athletic, charismatic personality.

…It was pretty rare to see a live safety demonstration on the ‘57–that would have only happened if the video unit was broken. It was, however, quite realistic to hear Sandra Bradshaw say to her panicked crewmates, “I got through to United on the phone.” “What did they say? What should we do?” “He didn’t know. I spoke to a mechanic.” She had contacted the mechanics we used to call to report “write ups” about the cabin. I’m just surprised she got hold of anybody at all.

There has been a lot written about the amazing job Ben Sliney does of portraying himself in the ATC command center, and I wholeheartedly agree. The interspersed scenes of Boston ATC, the control tower at Kennedy, NORAD, and the Central Command were vital to the movie–plus those are locations you don’t see depicted in movies very often. The language is foreign as is the atmosphere. What really got to me were the looks on everybody’s faces as the huge screen displaying the CNN live feed of the towers showed United 175 plowing into the South Tower. Every single face said it loud and clear: We are fucked.

I will also say this about the movie. No one gets off scott-free. Just about everyone has moments that look bad–the President, the military, the flight attendants cowering in the back galley and wondering in futility what to do. You hear mention of the guy who runs the “Hijacking Desk” at some command center who is “on vacation.” You see military commanders dripping with sweat as they hear someone on the telephone tell them they only have four fighter jets available–and two of them are unarmed. There’s no nice way to say it: we got caught with our pants down.

As I drove out of the theater parking lot, I came to a stop at a red light right behind an SUV sporting a huge bumper sticker across the back window that said, “Support Our Troops. Impeach Bush.”

“There’s a difference,” I thought to myself, “Between getting caught with your pants down because you were off-guard and putting your bare ass up into the air with a target painted across it.” There are people out there who think it is “too soon” or “inappropriate” for this movie to be shown. Funny how they were silent about it being “too soon” for Farenheit 911. What would I like to say to Mr. SUV with his snazzy little red white and blue bumper sticker? “Support America. Go Fuck Yourself.

Don’t think I can express it any better than did Krista. When I see a “Clinton Lied, Nobody Died” bumper sticker, I just grin, remembering the one I had recently seen that said “I’ll forgive Jane Fonda When the Jews Forgive Hitler.”

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The Boortz Border Program

May 5th, 2006 at 09:43 by MsUnderestimated

Rarely can anyone out-do the Talkmaster, and most of the time I paraphrase him (however, I do give you full attribution, Neal) when I’m echoing a sentiment he’s put forth about a subject or two; but Neal was so right on on May 1st about what his plan would be (and our plan SHOULD be) to deal with the illegal invasion, that it just merits straight verbatim posting, word-for-word, ’cause nobody says it like Neal. I like the way Neal thinks.

1. Close the borders. Not next month. Not next week. Now. Right by-God now. Send the National Guard. Send American troops. What are they for if not to defend the borders of this country? Start stringing the barbed wire. Patrol with dogs. Do whatever needs to be done, but shut the border down. Let the rest of the world scream, but we have every right to defend our borders against invaders. Remember … by their own admission, it’s an invasion force.

The BP Fence

2. Immediately pass legislation providing for harsh penalties for any and all businesses and individuals who hire illegal aliens. No half-measures. Make it hurt. Two weeks ago immigration officials arrested over 1000 illegal aliens working for one company that makes pallets and shipping crates. The officers of that company should be headed to jail, and the company should be seized by the government and sold at auction with the proceeds being used to pay for securing our border. Put employers in jail — take their stuff. Let them know that this is serious and that hiring illegal aliens is tantamount to giving aid and comfort to the enemy. The hell with their campaign contributions. Fine them and jail them. Make ‘em scream. As for getting these jobs done? Pay a wage that will attract Americans. It won’t hurt. The majority of people working in agriculture and construction in this country are citizens. They’ll do the work. Spreading pine straw may be a problem.

3. Heavily tax all wire and other transfers of money from illegal aliens to their homelands — or just take all of the earnings! If Mexico is getting $20 billion a year from illegal aliens in the U.S., seize about 30% of it. Call it a fine. If you can show that the money was earned here illegally there would be absolutely nothing wrong with taking a bit of it when it is sent back to Mexico to shore up Vicente. Look … if you drive by a car and solicit a prostitute the cops can confiscate your car. You were using that car in the commission of a crime, it can be taken. If you sell illegal drugs the government can confiscate the money you earned selling those drugs … and the government can do it under asset forfeiture laws without even proving that you were guilty of a crime. All they need is a reason to believe that you committed a crime. If, in fact, you earned that money legally you can sue the government to get your money back. Same rule for illegal aliens. Confiscate their cash. Take their paychecks. That is money earned during the commission of a crime. If they can prove they earned it legally, let them have it back. This would be a lot of money that could be spent on border and immigration control.

4. Change the law so that any child born to a person in this country illegally does not automatically become an American citizen. That child will adopt the citizenship of its mother.

5. Put an end to providing all but emergency social services to illegal aliens. No food stamps, no welfare benefits, no access to taxpayer-funded government schools … no taxpayer-funded government services except for life saving medical care.

6. Free rides to the border. Heading south. Rather self-explanatory.


The illegals and those who support them are overplaying their hand. I’m sure I’m not the only American that’s fed up. Don’t be so naive as to believe that we can’t lose a sizeable portion of our country to these invaders .. these reconquistadors. This country is still worth defending.

I dont’ think anybody else has laid out a more comprehensive plan.

(POSTSCRIPT: Neal Boortz has written many great original pieces in the past, and so many have plagiarized his work. As I note in my sidebar, I will out you if I find you doing so without correct attribution, because a writer deserves the accolades of their works. Neal’s most notable and repeated prose to date was about the lack of “Muslim Outrage” of the crimes against humanity from the wonderful religion of Peace called Islam. I’m sure you all remember getting that in your email box about 50 times a day. But regardless of where your email buddies told you they got that piece, it was the Talkmaster who wrote it. He is, after all, the High Priest of the Church of the Painful Truth.”)

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Deal or No Deal?

May 5th, 2006 at 07:38 by MsUnderestimated

I know this picture is a few days old, but it still makes me laugh out loud. So, do we have a deal or not?

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Aw, what the heck… we would still have Moe’s! Let’s give it a shot anyway. Like Neal Boortz said about the “A Day Without Illegals” protest - Heck, let’s go for 365 of ‘em!

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