I wonder how Giuliani feels about Breslin's column. And another jerk makes it to the majors without ever having hit a single ball or struck out a single player.
Obviously. He didn't mind all that air time during 9/11 with absolutely no evidence of dust on his tailored suit. Ah, the price of fear, danger, and fame.
Ouch. I'm not from NYC, and dont pay much attention to the media hype, so I think I missed out on the "America's mayor" feel about him. But the thing with the radios is really upsetting, I had no idea.
I have more respect for firefighters and their bravery than I do for any police or soldiers. I find what they do on even a routine basis amazing and overwhelming, and in cases like this I am speechless in any attempt to explain how I feel.
One of the first things I felt on 9/11, under the grief, was an overwhelming pride. I think many of us felt it, and that is why so many New Yorkers despise Bush for disgracing the memory.
One of the bravest was the FDNY chaplain, Father Mychal, whose skull was crushed when he took off his helmet to pray over one of the fallen. He was openly gay, by the way, though not sexually active.
Funny, that's the second time I saw that name today - the other time was a local article talking about the oh-so-wonderful Phelps family (who were in town last week with *ahem* highly reasonable signs appealing to people's better natures in their fight against gay marriage) and I guess they protested his funeral or something heartwarming like that.
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Rudy can take it.
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I'm not from NYC, and dont pay much attention to the media hype, so I think I missed out on the "America's mayor" feel about him. But the thing with the radios is really upsetting, I had no idea.
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One of the first things I felt on 9/11, under the grief, was an overwhelming pride. I think many of us felt it, and that is why so many New Yorkers despise Bush for disgracing the memory.
One of the bravest was the FDNY chaplain, Father Mychal, whose skull was crushed when he took off his helmet to pray over one of the fallen. He was openly gay, by the way, though not sexually active.
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