Will it have to come to this before Britons can bear arms again?

“This” being Islamist terrorists murdering teachers in secular schools.  It’s going on in southern Thailand.

“Of course teachers should not be carrying guns, but they need to protect themselves.” The head of the 15,000-strong Teachers’ Association says “we need them, or we’ll die.”

“A revolver is easy to carry and shoot,” explained Aree, a slight, bespectacled woman with a ponytail. “When I drive, I can hold the steering wheel with one hand and use the other hand to shoot.”

Nearby, Supat Sunanthakantharot, the shooting instructor, offered beginners a “short cut” — hold the gun in two hands, don’t shoot and blink at the same time, don’t be afraid of the bang.

“Focus. And remember, a gun can only protect you if you use it when you need it,” said Supat, as he passed around a crate of pistols for the teachers to try.

That’s not bad beginners’ advice.

They shot a 4th-grade teacher at the blackboard in front of the students! An Islamist mob clubbed an art teacher to death! 

My stepdaughter was in Thailand immediately after the tsunami. She stayed with northern villagers and befriended a young Buddhist monk. She reported that a more peaceful, friendly, loving people could not be found. It’s awful to see a country so recently devastated by natural disaster visited with such human-induced insanity.

I’m usually heartened when other countries support individual citizens’ right to self-defense by bearing arms, but it’s sure sad to see it happen this way. Of course, when it starts happening in Britain, teachers won’t be able to shoot back.

Found at Ace of Spades. Ace’s post is here.

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A Hero of 9/11: Benjamin “Keefe” Clark

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An executive chef for Sodexho and a former U.S. Marine and Gulf War veteran, Benjamin Clark was a well-known presence in the corporate dining room of Fiduciary Trust on the 96th floor of the South Tower, WTC 2, where he prepared hundreds of meals each day for the Fiduciary Trust family of 250 employees. 

The kind of devoted, thoughtful father and husband who loved being in the kitchen because he could be close to his kids; who made them custom meals as a matter of course; and who routinely went out of his way to leave surprise gifts, love notes, or cards for his wife “just because,” Benjamin Clark was “known to all his friends as ‘Keefe.'” A man with a big smile and big heart, “he would,” his wife remembered, “take his last and give it to you.”

On the morning of 9/11, Keefe took his last and gave it to save others. He could have escaped – “he had more than enough time” – but didn’t. Instead, he “urgently called on people to leave their offices” and escape down the stairs.

After helping several hundred people safely flee downstairs, Keefe went back to double check and ensure that no one was left behind. He was last seen with three others helping a wheelchair-bound woman get down the stairs. None of them got out.

The senior vice president of Fiduciary believes Keefe was responsible for the escape of hundreds of his employees. Keefe was survived by his wife Lashawn and five children.

The day of the attacks, Keefe’s eldest son Chaz “watched the tower collapse with his father inside and yet went straight to offer his help” to hospitals and triage efforts. He assisted with food distribution to rescue workers.

One year after the attacks, Keefe’s son Taj and daughter Brittany read names of the fallen at Ground Zero. Brittany read a poem she had written.

I give you this one thought to keep,

I am with you still, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow;

I am the diamond glint on the snow.

I am as sunlight on ripened grain;

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in morning’s hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone;

I am with you still in each new dawn.

She said, “This poem makes me feel like my daddy is speaking to me.”

Keefe’s son Sean painted a mural in his father’s honor. 

This past May, Keefe’s son Chaz graduated from Morehouse College magna cum laude.  Chaz Clark was not only the first recipient of a United Negro College Fund 9/11 Liberty Scholarship, but the first such recipient to graduate from Morehouse.

After 9/11, the United Negro College Fund had announced that it would provide full scholarships for all of Benjamin Clark’s children. The Sodexho Foundation followed up by donating $150,000 to the UNCF to fund scholarships for financially disadvantaged students at historically black colleges (such as Morehouse) who maintain a 3.0 grade average and demonstrate involvement in programs dedicated to fighting hunger.

Though nothing can compensate for the loss of Benjamin “Keefe” Clark, these scholarships are certainly an appropriate tribute to his legacy.

That legacy, of course, consists of his family; their memories and friends’ memories of his life; and the hundreds of lives he helped save on 9/11.

Keefe was known for his big smile. A friend said, “Wherever Keefe is now, he’s probably making a good meal, and smiling.” Five years after his death, let us smile as we remember and honor this extraordinary human being.

 

See a list of other bloggers’ tributes to 9/11 heroes and victims at the 2,996 Project site.

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9/11 Remembered Around the Web

If you know of other good sites, post them in the comments, please.

http://www.libertynews.org/wtc has pictures and audio.

Blogs honoring 9/11 victims are here.

Michelle Malkin’s roundup from last year is still excellent.

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Beware, there’s lots of garbage out there, folks. Here’s a good, comprehensive 2005 rebuttal article to various conspiracy theories by Popular Mechanics (which is turning out to be one of the few magazines in the 21st century consistently worth more than its cover price).

Michelle Malkin discusses PM’s expansion of the article to book length here.

One useful link for the rational-minded is the National Institute of Standards and Technology’s 9/11 website.

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9/11 Memories

Last year, Phil posted his memories of the day itself. Here are mine.

I had crawled aboard the Capitol Corridor train at the Davis station a bit after 5 am that morning, and as usual had promptly fallen asleep, just like the rest of the passengers. I awoke shortly before we glided into the Emeryville station two hours later, in time to hear the conductor announce that he’d heard on the radio that two planes had hit the World Trade Center. “Strange things going on this morning, folks,” he said. “Be careful.”

The driver of the Amtrak bus tried to keep us blissfully in the dark by playing his usual Barry White while shuttling us across the Bay. We convinced him otherwise. We heard about the first tower’s collapse as we started across the Bay Bridge into San Francisco. A few of us looked at each other and started watching the skies as the bus crept across the landmark.

When I arrived in the office, our Assistant Sales Director (salespeople were always the first ones to arrive at work) was white-faced with worry. A team of our salespeople were scheduled to meet with Cantor Fitzgerald that morning at 9 – had they been in the building? (They were not, we later learned, having seen the first plane hit on their way to the meeting.) Somebody muttered about “that bin Laden guy,” and I wondered if instead it was someone linked to Arafat’s old 1970s Black September terror group. We had no video, only radio and Internet news to tell us what was happening.

Shortly, the EVP of Sales directed that everyone should go home. I called my fiancee and told her I was coming back. Three hours later, my fiancee and stepdaughter were sitting numbly in our family room in Davis, watching the reruns of the towers falling. It was then, seeing the events for the first time that day, learning about United 93, that I finally allowed myself to have a “there but for the grace of God…” moment — because of what had happened in my life the week before.

The week before 9/11, I had flown in to JFK for my first visit to NY. It was a business trip to the head office of the dot-com I worked for at the time. My wife and I were not yet married, and I came up with the idea of staying past Friday and having her fly out so we could have a weekend, or more preferably three days, together in Manhattan. What she wouldn’t know was that I planned to propose to her at either Windows on the World, the restaurant in the north tower, or, if we couldn’t get reservations, at the observation deck atop the south tower. (I had always said I’d propose to her atop Mount Shasta, but the Towers seemed an excellent substitute.)

What stopped me was that I didn’t have a ring.

Little did I know that I had but to ask my grandmother and she would have gladly given me her ring to use. (Eventually, we did use it, but that’s another story).

Had my wife accompanied me on that first trip, we would likely have made sure to have a three-day weekend, Saturday thru Monday (which wouldn’t have been a problem with the office if I’d made it clear I was going to be proposing). Of course, that would have put us on United Flight 93 coming home on Tuesday morning.

In any event, flying back to San Francisco that Friday night, I had been determined that sooner rather than later, I would return to New York with my fiancee — so much so that I had passed up an opportunity on this trip to visit the World Trade Center, because I knew it would be there for us when we returned.

Instead, on 9/11, I sat with my family and carefully placed the two oversized, rectangular WTC postcards I’d brought back from New York on the glass-topped family room table. They made two tower-shaped voids in the reflected images from the TV.

After a while, I took out the old American Flag I’d received at my Eagle Scout Court of Honor — the one that had briefly flown over the Capitol — and hung it, correctly, in the front window.

Within a week, it would be joined by a Gadsden Flag.

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Sunday in America

Today is Sunday, and a large majority of Americans are currently sitting in their respective houses of worship. Another large number of people, like myself, are not. More than likely, I’ll be asleep when y’all are reading this.

To lay it out for those who don’t know: I’m particularly fond of religion, for myself at least, but neither am I in any way against it. I don’t care if people go to worship on Sunday, Saturday or the fifth Wednesday of every month ending in Q, just as I also don’t really give a rat’s patootie what anyone does on any other day of the week, so long as they’re not hurting anyone or making plans to do so (or raising my taxes). If someone wants to talk to me about religion, they’d better be wanting a theological discussion, because I’m not converting.

But there are some folks who most especially do not feel that way. While I have decided to refrain from posting an episode of “The Dumbest Thing I’ve Read All Day” series on Sundays, I only do so to give the dumb people of the world a break in the hopes that if I stop calling them dumb, they’ll stop writing dumb things.

It doesn’t seem to be working because I read something extremely dumb today.

Oregon high court rules for Scouts, against atheist mother

A Portland elementary school didn’t discriminate against an atheist first-grader by requiring his presence at a Boy Scout recruiting session held at lunch time, the Oregon Supreme Court ruled on Friday.

The Scout oath requires members “to do my duty to God and my country,” but simply providing information to pupils in public schools isn’t discrimination under Oregon Law, the court said.

Reversing the state appeals court, the justices denied the claim of atheist Nancy Powell, whose son, Remington, was in Harvey Scott Elementary School when the dispute began in 1996.

For some odd reason, in the world outside the blogosphere, I tend to be a magnet for the most militant anthiests/agnostics you have ever listened to. I’m beginning to think it is because I am in one of, if not the most, irreligious states in the union. I do not think that my own irreligiousness is to blame, because part of my non-religiosity means I don’t talk about religion at all if I can help it. Use the search box to see just how little I write about it here, and then cut that in half to find the amount of talking about religion outside the blogosphere.

The reason I found this particular news story so dumb is that if this woman is such a militant athiest that she’ll file a lawsuit that specious, she probably believes that mainstream Christians “brainwash” their children into also becoming Christians.

Yet in court documents, she laid out that she, as an athiest, was sure that her son with the cool first name, in the 1st Grade, was also an athiest because that was how she was raising him. Call me crazy, but I would be willing to lay down triple-digit money that she would not admit to “brainwashing” the boy.

I would also be willing to lay down an amount of money in the upper eschalons of double digits that she has at least one book, if not one from each of the authors, Richard Dawkins, Sam Harris and Daniel C. Dennett on her bookshelves.

From a review of these guys from the onegoodmove Blog: Dawkins, Harris and Dennet:

“…treat belief in God as a superstition the modern world can no longer afford”

Sounds to me as if they’re getting a bit militant about making other people believe as they do. If I could be allowed an understatement here, I’d have to say that they sound just a little bit against that whole First Amendment of the Constitution thingee.

From Newsweek:

Dawkins and Harris are not writing polite demurrals to the time-honored beliefs of billions; they are not issuing pleas for tolerance or moderation, but bone-rattling attacks on what they regard as a pernicious and outdated superstition.

(In the spirit of scientific evenhandedness, both would call themselves agnostic, although as Dawkins says, he’s agnostic about God the same way he’s agnostic about the existence of fairies.) They ask: where do people get their idea of God? From the Bible or the Qur’an. “Tell a devout Christian … that frozen yogurt can make a man invisible,” Harris writes, “and he is likely to require as much evidence as anyone else, and to be persuaded only to the extent that you give it. Tell him that the book he keeps by his bed was written by an invisible deity who will punish him with fire for eternity if he fails to accept its every incredible claim about the universe, and he seems to require no evidence whatsoever.”

He asks: How can anyone believe in a benevolent and omnipotent God who permits a tsunami to swallow 180,000 innocent people in a few hours?

Because omnipotent gods have had to kill grandmothers and puppies to keep the world going around throughout history.

Even disregarding Harris’ childish argument, it is people like these three and their supporters that make the deeply religious feel they’re under attack. They admire and promote the Danbury Baptist Letter idea of “The Separation of Church and State”, a false ideal, I might add, which does nothing to keep the two sides speaking kindly to each other.

I have often wondered whether which was worse: Being told you were going to hell or being told you were dumb?

Not that it matters much to this irreligious fellow, I’m calling these three and the athiest mother in Oregon “Dumber than a bag of retards”.

I call em as I see em.

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Breaking News!

Seattle area Leftwing Blogger Approves and Facilitates Murder of Right Wing Politician

Well, OK, not really.

I guess I’ve just been reading too many left wing websites blaring about ABC’s “Path to 9/11” TV movie and felt the need to blow something out of proportion.

Disregard

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The Soundboard: Getting older

Memory failing.

That is the only excuse I have to offer as to why I forgot to post up new tunage yesterday. I was waiting on a reply email that never arrived and then I got distracted in its abscence.

Oh well, this is more a weekend sort of tune anyway.

As I was parusing the blogosphere during The Soundboard’s downtime I came across a video post by JimK at Right Thoughts of an old Queensryche video. Jet City Woman, if I remember correctly. It reminded me that I had lost their CDs in the great storage unit deluge a few years back, and off I went to the music disc sales place to replace it.

While I was there I found a couple of other discs which also I needed to replace, which is why I usually shop online now, where it is easier to ignore the temptation of multiple purchases.

One album I picked up was The Essential Iron Maiden, much to the wife’s dismay. To say that it stayed in my changer for a while would be just a mild understatement.

So, for those who need a touch of metal today, I give you

Iron Maiden – Flight of Icarus

If you wake the neighbors, don’t go blaming me.

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New Students: Pt. 3

Even with the Kid’s, oops, I mean “Phil’s”, overzealousness for clearing out the machine that runs this place and thereby confusing numerous people as to our whereabouts last weekend, I did manage to get a decent number or replies as to which students I should admit to the 2006-2007 year of the Occidental Tush Institute.

Oddly, and as has been the case in the not too recent past, I got mostly emails. I find this a bit strange what with the exceptionally simple comments system here. My guess (and I’m not pulling this out of thin air, a number of mailers have stated this), is that men are embarrassed to leave their names in the comments, as if looking at women’s backsides is something they don’t want other people to know they do.

If it is any consolation fellas, I’d consider there to be something just a bit off about you if you’re not a fan of fannies.

So don’t email me when I ask a question. Otherwise people will think I’m pulling this stuff out of MY rearend.

But on to business…

Last week I asked for your opinions on two pairs of students. I had four applicants but only two positions left open and making the decision by myself was getting hard.

Thanks to the emails, these are our the newest student body members at OTI.

Miss Luissa, from Saturday

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It was a tight count, but the folks who wrote in for her said that she had the potential for full devotion to studies that Miss Martina lacked.

And from Sunday, Miss Karrie.

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While this race wasn’t as close, I think what put her on top was that she knows how to purse her lips.

Thank you all for your input. These girls will be spending a very large number of hours in hard study over the next couple of years, in which I’m sure you’ll see them again.

One final bit of business to take care of before I leave today: Classes begin at OTI on Tuesday, and what with final prep and then the beginning of courses (add to that the solemn day on Monday) I will not be posting tomorrow and will be much too busy to post for the next couple weekends.

But do not despair!

“Phil” tells me that he has arranged to have The Honorable Judge Juggs come in to pull “Booty Duty” during the next two weekends here. Though, if I remember right, His Honor prefers women of the same dimensions as OTI’s Chancellor, Dr. Goodwin Brest.

But no matter, I’m sure you’ll thoroughly enjoy his addition to the grand scheme of things.

Have a good next couple weekends, and remember, Booty makes the world go round.

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It took them a week

But they finally found it. Or part of it, at least.

Sockpuppteer extraordinaire, Glenn Greenwald finally remembers the reaction to CBS’s “The Reagans”. Though, while the can pull quotes from folks on the right out of thin air, he seems to have forgotten to look for the ones where leftists were crying “CENSORSHIP!”.

Not that I expected anyone on the left to remember, or especially to admit to, their episode of gross hyperbole. But a guy has to be able to hope for something from them.

Unfortunately for Greenwald and his fellow travellers, two things happened yesterday:

1. The nation’s top Democrat threatened to take away ABC’s broadcast license if they air the movie without the cuts they are demanding. If ever there was a cause to scream “CENSORSHIP!”, I think that qualifies.

2. Evidence in coming to light that ABC’s “dramatization” isn’t too far off. The Texas Rainmaker uses the 9/11 Commission Report, among other things, to blow the Dems complaints out of the water, and NewsBusters talks to Michael Scheuer, who was the “Mike” in the 9/11 Commission Report and is no fan of the President to clarify that which the Rainmaker posts.

Hit the links, read the posts. Tell everyone you think will listen who doesn’t read blogs how the Dems are just trying to keep themselves from looking bad.

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When He’s Right, He’s Right

JimK at Right Thoughts has a simple request: Help him use a historically proven theory to make him some “Crazy Blog Money”.

The theory: Tits Equal Hits

All you have to do is click this link. Although, you may want to watch the video he’s got up too.

Make sure you read the note near the end of the video (hint: the more hits he gets, the more tits we get).

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