Saturday, September 12, 2015

9/11 - fourteen years on.

Don't we all remember where we were on 9/11 when the US was attacked.  I remember Roy and I standing in our lounge, rooted to the floor, looking at the television in horror as it was all unfolding.

Every year the names of the victims, nearly 3000 of them, are read out loud.  Those reading them are family members of the victims.

There was a change in the weather when I woke up this morning, chillier and heavy rain coming down, but it didn't last long and it was hot again.   I was at the hospital at usual and had lunch with Bill, which was very pleasant.   
 
In the Presidential campaign the candidates are hurling insults, or more precisely, Donald Trump is.  He made some  disparaging remarks about Carly Fiorina's appearance, saying "look at that face, who would vote for that".
I think she is actually quite attractive.   She didn't deign to respond but Bobby Jindall said  it was outrageous Trump was criticising someone's appearance when he has a squirrel on his head.

Hillary Clinton continues to sink in the polls, and whereas thousands are crowding to hear Bernie Sanders, Hillary Clinton's followers aren't quite filling the room.   I don't think she was very pleased at pictures being taken of the room.
 
Joe Biden hasn't even said he wants to run, but they still include him as if he is.   I think it is fairly obvious that he doesn't want to, he is still grieving the loss of his son, and he said the only reason he is even thinking about it is because his son wanted him to, and was quite insistent about it before he died.
 
The irritating Rick Perry has dropped out.  I would put a smiley face here if there was one on the toolbar.
 
And John McAfee, of the anti virus company, has jumped in.   He is calling his Party the 'Cyber Party', and he is not going out shaking hands and kissing babies, he is going to reach out to his followers over the Internet.     He will have cosy chats with them from an armchair in his living room.
I'm interested to see how that is going to work.   I suppose when you are a billionaire you can have these little hobbies, or pastimes.
 
And for Bubbles little fan club.................
She seems to know she can't clamber all over whatever it is I am working on, just so far and no further, and even here she is a bit too far.
 
 

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