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Today some of us thought it would be fitting to build a thread made exclusively of links, where each link would be allowed to speak for itself and be each user's personal take - his or her own wordless comment, as it were - on any of the many issues, meanings and aspects surrounding today's date. (Here's the MetaTalk thread where it was discussed).
posted by MiguelCardoso (188 comments total)
 
We remember.
posted by hitsman at 8:57 AM on September 11, 2002


Last Words
posted by Fat Buddha at 9:05 AM on September 11, 2002


Eternal vigilance
posted by shagoth at 9:05 AM on September 11, 2002


a smile is an upside down frown
posted by ZachsMind at 9:06 AM on September 11, 2002


2001. 2002.
posted by Danelope at 9:07 AM on September 11, 2002


we remember
posted by gravelshoes at 9:07 AM on September 11, 2002




Time to Stand Up
posted by quirked at 9:09 AM on September 11, 2002


mnftiu.
posted by xowie at 9:12 AM on September 11, 2002


As it happened in MeFi's eyes.
posted by SuzySmith at 9:13 AM on September 11, 2002


1961.
posted by stinglessbee at 9:18 AM on September 11, 2002




I measure every Grief I meet.
posted by Vidiot at 9:19 AM on September 11, 2002


Hope
posted by swerdloff at 9:21 AM on September 11, 2002


invitation to average war
posted by WolfDaddy at 9:21 AM on September 11, 2002


Evil. Period.
posted by MidasMulligan at 9:22 AM on September 11, 2002


.malsI lacidaR
posted by Ljubljana at 9:24 AM on September 11, 2002


self link
posted by 10sball at 9:25 AM on September 11, 2002


Quiet Memory
posted by Jade Dragon at 9:28 AM on September 11, 2002


A Recollection
posted by lilboo at 9:29 AM on September 11, 2002


Communication
posted by RavinDave at 9:30 AM on September 11, 2002


From that Black Day comes an anonymous poet.
posted by revbrian at 9:32 AM on September 11, 2002


God Damned Towelheads!
posted by oh posey at 9:33 AM on September 11, 2002


"We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves."
posted by orange swan at 9:33 AM on September 11, 2002


Remember. Support. Prepare.
posted by jazon at 9:36 AM on September 11, 2002


Love (self link)
posted by bondcliff at 9:37 AM on September 11, 2002




Missing Pieces.
posted by metrocake at 9:40 AM on September 11, 2002


Future (NYT)
posted by semmi at 9:40 AM on September 11, 2002




Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow
posted by gottabefunky at 9:42 AM on September 11, 2002


Pretentious crap.
posted by PickleWeasel at 9:44 AM on September 11, 2002


September
Streets capsizing
Spilling over
And down the drain
Shards of glass
Splinters like rain
But you could only feel
Your own pain

October
Talk getting nowhere
November
December
Remember

Please
posted by prolific at 9:46 AM on September 11, 2002


Suicide in the Trenches
posted by normy at 9:46 AM on September 11, 2002


The Truth the Dead Know
posted by botono9 at 9:48 AM on September 11, 2002


3,005 names.
posted by yhbc at 9:50 AM on September 11, 2002


unnecessary
posted by adampsyche at 9:52 AM on September 11, 2002


The Wind Increases.

The harried
earth is swept
The trees
the tulips bright
tips
sidle and
toss-
loose your love
to flow
Blow?
Good christ what is
a poet-if any
exists?

a man
whose words will
bite
their way
home-being actual
having the form
of motion

At each twigtip
new
upon the tortured
body of thought
gripping
the ground
a way
to the last leaftip

-W.C. Williams
posted by clavdivs at 9:53 AM on September 11, 2002




tolerance
posted by adampsyche at 9:53 AM on September 11, 2002


Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,--
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

Ulysses - Tennyson - 1842
posted by Irontom at 9:58 AM on September 11, 2002




first, they came for the muslims
and i did not speak out - because i was not a muslim.

then they came for the drug dealers
and i did not speak out - because i was not a drug dealer.

then they came for the hackers
and i did not speak out - because i was not a hacker.

then they came for me
and by that time, there was no one left to speak up for me.
posted by boogah at 9:59 AM on September 11, 2002


Exhibit 13
posted by dejah420 at 10:03 AM on September 11, 2002


As you were.
posted by crunchland at 10:03 AM on September 11, 2002


i like to watch [300k Quicktime, 100k, 36k]
warning: bizarre and offensive

posted by quonsar at 10:09 AM on September 11, 2002


Our cares - quite small, our lives - quite short. Make the most of them.
posted by kokogiak at 10:13 AM on September 11, 2002


Embrace beauty.
posted by PrinceValium at 10:14 AM on September 11, 2002


As you were.

(with respect to Crunchland)
posted by PinkStainlessTail at 10:17 AM on September 11, 2002




You truly are the man now, dog.
posted by pemulis at 10:18 AM on September 11, 2002


Imagine...
posted by Jaybo at 10:18 AM on September 11, 2002


A Fallen Victor
posted by plemeljr at 10:19 AM on September 11, 2002




Everything is relative
posted by RobertLoch at 10:20 AM on September 11, 2002


September 11th Remembered
posted by madamjujujive at 10:23 AM on September 11, 2002


Silence And Respect
posted by TCMITS at 10:26 AM on September 11, 2002


Read to the Children
posted by thomcatspike at 10:29 AM on September 11, 2002


Photographic memory.
posted by Yelling At Nothing at 10:30 AM on September 11, 2002


ALL AMERICAN CAMEL JOCKEY LYNCHING DAY!
posted by crackheadmatt at 10:32 AM on September 11, 2002




My friend.
posted by Tin Man at 10:38 AM on September 11, 2002


The Black Day
posted by aacheson at 10:38 AM on September 11, 2002


Cowardly acts and our folklore.
posted by rich at 10:40 AM on September 11, 2002


Eleven Score and Six
posted by ZachsMind at 10:41 AM on September 11, 2002






It almost was me. He wasn't so lucky.
posted by rich at 10:48 AM on September 11, 2002


The messengers.
posted by gsteff at 10:48 AM on September 11, 2002


110 Stories
posted by tabbycat at 10:49 AM on September 11, 2002


Holy the Firm
posted by junkbox at 10:56 AM on September 11, 2002


Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
posted by Mick at 10:57 AM on September 11, 2002


Only in Amherst
posted by MediaMan at 10:58 AM on September 11, 2002




18 takes.
posted by anser at 11:03 AM on September 11, 2002


Silent Posts
posted by mbd1mbd1 at 11:03 AM on September 11, 2002






5,000 lives changed in Lower Manhattan.
posted by anser at 11:17 AM on September 11, 2002


-
posted by jammer at 11:23 AM on September 11, 2002




I think of Dean Moriarty.
posted by fletchmuy at 11:24 AM on September 11, 2002


MCAS Iwakuni Friendship Day
posted by robself at 11:26 AM on September 11, 2002


Leap
posted by TCMITS at 11:34 AM on September 11, 2002


I woke up listening to NPR coverage that morning. I swear I thought it was a "War of the Worlds" re-enactment.
posted by trixare4kids at 11:38 AM on September 11, 2002


Witness/Participant
posted by RJ Reynolds at 11:38 AM on September 11, 2002


Thank You. You are missed.
posted by jonmc at 11:47 AM on September 11, 2002




a frown is a smile upside down.
posted by ZachsMind at 11:51 AM on September 11, 2002


"It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: 'And this, too, shall pass away.' How much it expresses! How chastening in the hour of pride! How consoling in the depths of affliction!" -- Abraham Lincoln
posted by Silune at 11:56 AM on September 11, 2002 [1 favorite]


excerpts
posted by adampsyche at 11:57 AM on September 11, 2002


Stay safe, everyone.
posted by emmling at 11:58 AM on September 11, 2002




Mourning. .
posted by vacapinta at 12:02 PM on September 11, 2002


we are the youth of the nation (self link !)
posted by mcsweetie at 12:03 PM on September 11, 2002


Mandatory 9-11 entry
posted by quibx at 12:05 PM on September 11, 2002


Alive. (self link)
posted by ctartchick at 12:11 PM on September 11, 2002


Again. Apologies..
posted by vacapinta at 12:11 PM on September 11, 2002


common sense
posted by triv at 12:14 PM on September 11, 2002


casualties
posted by blue_beetle at 12:15 PM on September 11, 2002


All changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

(it's a Yeats kind of day)
posted by eilatan at 12:33 PM on September 11, 2002


He was there.

As was he.
posted by KevinSkomsvold at 12:35 PM on September 11, 2002


Wittgenstein (self-link)
posted by languagehat at 12:36 PM on September 11, 2002


"...It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead who struggled here have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract.... " A. Lincoln, Gettysburg PA, 11/19/1863
posted by m@ at 12:40 PM on September 11, 2002


Today we may say aloud before an awe-struck world: "We are still masters of our fate. We are still captain of our souls." Winston Churchill on the War Situation, House of Commons, September 9, 1941.

This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.
Speech delivered by Winston Churchill at the Lord Mayor's Luncheon, Mansion House, London, November 10, 1942.
posted by readymade at 12:51 PM on September 11, 2002


Do good.
posted by amberglow at 1:02 PM on September 11, 2002




Peace begins with a smile. ~Mother Teresa
posted by ZachsMind at 1:05 PM on September 11, 2002


I could see the smoke, smell the fires, feel the grit of the buildings. I walked around wondering how much of what I breathed was atomized particles of the dead. When I began to get light-headed, I then wondered if it was relief at still being alive, or if the particles had infected me with the souls of men and women.
posted by Mo Nickels at 1:06 PM on September 11, 2002


((Hug)) - self link
posted by halcyon at 1:15 PM on September 11, 2002


Pray and light a cyber candle (patience: very slow server) or open a cyber shrine (php code available).
posted by ugly_n_sticky at 1:17 PM on September 11, 2002


Archetype.
posted by grahamwell at 1:19 PM on September 11, 2002


365 days ago - self link
posted by mkelley at 1:20 PM on September 11, 2002


From a distance...
posted by konolia at 1:21 PM on September 11, 2002


Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh so mellow
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain so yellow

Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow...

The Fantasticks ~ full lyrics

posted by anastasiav at 1:25 PM on September 11, 2002


another sept.11
posted by specialk420 at 1:27 PM on September 11, 2002


The front pages of today's newspapers.
posted by me3dia at 1:27 PM on September 11, 2002


And in the end,
the love you take
is equal to
the love you make...
posted by ?! at 1:28 PM on September 11, 2002


Flight 93. If this doesn't get you, nothing will.
posted by devo at 1:39 PM on September 11, 2002




Get out and do.
posted by raysmj at 1:47 PM on September 11, 2002


Donne
posted by trox at 1:54 PM on September 11, 2002


A friend's friend...
posted by tpl1212 at 2:01 PM on September 11, 2002


My recitation of a historical speech (self link)
posted by lysdexic at 2:05 PM on September 11, 2002


My recitation of a historical speech (self link)
posted by ZachsMind at 2:11 PM on September 11, 2002


July, 2001
posted by andrewraff at 2:17 PM on September 11, 2002


a to-do list. mine, anyway. (a self-link.)
posted by grabbingsand at 2:23 PM on September 11, 2002


The Rage of Achilles
posted by Zombie at 2:32 PM on September 11, 2002




They told me, Heraclitus,
They told me you were dead.
They left me bitter news to hear
And bitter tears to shed
I wept as I remembered
How often you and I
Had tired the sun with talking
And sent him down the sky.

But now that thou art lying,
My dear, old Carian guest,
A handful of grey ashes
Long long ago at rest
Still are thy pleasant voices
Like a nightengale awake
For Death, he taketh all other things
But these, he cannot take.
-Callimachus
posted by oflinkey at 2:48 PM on September 11, 2002


imagine
posted by ZachsMind at 3:16 PM on September 11, 2002


Counterpoint.
posted by trox at 3:25 PM on September 11, 2002


-
posted by stavrosthewonderchicken at 3:34 PM on September 11, 2002


-
posted by triggerfinger at 3:36 PM on September 11, 2002


Happy Birthday to my Dad and my cousin. oh, and to a few others.
posted by whatnot at 3:38 PM on September 11, 2002


we cannot consecrate, we cannot dedicate, we cannot hallow this ground.
posted by ZachsMind at 3:40 PM on September 11, 2002


wrongwaygoback
posted by macadamiaranch at 3:56 PM on September 11, 2002


Go out in Your Garden
posted by thomcatspike at 4:03 PM on September 11, 2002


June 30, 2001
September 15, 2001
June 8, 2002
(very large images, via spaceimaging)
posted by varmint at 4:09 PM on September 11, 2002


the little ones
posted by aine42 at 4:27 PM on September 11, 2002




waffles for heroes
posted by mathowie at 4:46 PM on September 11, 2002


Love is stronger than hatred.
posted by swerve at 4:48 PM on September 11, 2002




Common Dreams
posted by anastasiav at 5:12 PM on September 11, 2002


The War Prayer by Mark Twain
posted by redhead at 5:24 PM on September 11, 2002




a very special Get Your War On (no, really)
posted by mathowie at 6:01 PM on September 11, 2002


36 Views
posted by madamjujujive at 6:08 PM on September 11, 2002


Released 10 years before 2001 (WARNING: MP3). Has nothing to do with 911, but is very happy:)
posted by poopy at 6:11 PM on September 11, 2002


Beloved best friends.
posted by Wulfgar! at 6:34 PM on September 11, 2002


Enough.
posted by bingo at 6:41 PM on September 11, 2002


Canada remembers.
posted by debralee at 6:46 PM on September 11, 2002


Orphans
posted by crunchburger at 6:46 PM on September 11, 2002


Take a minute.
posted by kristin at 6:53 PM on September 11, 2002




Mefi silence.
posted by Tarrama at 7:55 PM on September 11, 2002






"There's rosemary, that's for remembrance..."
posted by Lynsey at 8:01 PM on September 11, 2002


The twin trade towers in New York lie
a tribute to combating peni
posted by nasim at 8:04 PM on September 11, 2002


For those who missed it here is (my? or has this idea popped up somewhere else?) the 7-Eleven 9/11 logo.
posted by nasim at 8:14 PM on September 11, 2002




the buildings and the builder
posted by casarkos at 8:22 PM on September 11, 2002


The light.
posted by redshoes3 at 8:26 PM on September 11, 2002


"Courage is the price that Life exacts for granting peace."
--Amelia Earhart
posted by ChaosKitty at 8:37 PM on September 11, 2002


As 2Pac said, Keep Ya Head Up.
posted by popvulture at 8:49 PM on September 11, 2002


I remember (self-link)

The Gold Coast, Australia remembers
posted by dg at 9:02 PM on September 11, 2002


"I am an American."
posted by thatweirdguy2 at 9:04 PM on September 11, 2002


Five minutes away.

For Thou Art With Us.
posted by SuzySmith at 9:09 PM on September 11, 2002


-
posted by dg at 9:14 PM on September 11, 2002


Here is New York
posted by sillygit at 9:46 PM on September 11, 2002


A Tear And A Smile

I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
for the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
to flow from my every part turn into laughter.

I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.

A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
of life's secrets and hidden things.
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
to be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.

A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;
a smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.

I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than
that I live weary and despairing.

I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the
depths of my spirit,for I have seen those who are
satisfied the most wretched of people.
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and longing,
and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.

With evening's coming the flower folds her petals
and sleeps, embracingher longing.
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet
the sun's kiss.

The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment.
A tear and a smile.

The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come
together and area cloud.

And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys
until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping
to the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to return
to the sea, its home.

The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.

And so does the spirit become separated from
the greater spirit to move in the world of matter
and pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow
and the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death
and return whence it came.

To the ocean of Love and Beauty----to God.

Kahlil Gibran
posted by justgary at 10:43 PM on September 11, 2002


They were there for us.
posted by dash_slot- at 10:57 PM on September 11, 2002


I believe we have things to do.

(I believe when I sleep, you are near to me
When you sleep, I am near to you.)
posted by blissbat at 11:05 PM on September 11, 2002


Love is stronger than death.
posted by redshoes3 at 11:21 PM on September 11, 2002










one
two
posted by fredosan at 7:13 AM on September 12, 2002


Let it be tomorrow
posted by werty at 7:33 AM on September 12, 2002


i sing of Olaf glad and big
posted by mapalm at 8:20 AM on September 12, 2002


Never forget
posted by holloway at 1:10 PM on September 12, 2002


"Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence
and nothing ever could."

posted by ZachsMind at 1:09 AM on September 14, 2002




mmm...skyscraper, i love you
posted by yonderboy at 1:46 PM on September 14, 2002


Rare photos in this WTC Photo Gallery
posted by jayantk at 12:44 PM on September 15, 2002


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