The last of my friends from New York just checked in. Thank god.

I spent yesterday trying to get my cable modem fixed, and it still doesn't work. I feel guilty for wanting to be annoyed about this. In the grand scheme of things, who cares about modem connectivity?

Read some truly infuriating remarks from Jerry Falwell. (He later "apologized." God, what an asshole.)We've started to get the stupid, infuriating, maddening comments from people who are either insane and reprehensible, or should really know better. I'm stillin shock from the attacks, mostly sorrowful and disbelieving, but comments like the above just push me over into rage. How dare you use this tragedy to advance your own agenda? How dare you call yourself a Christian and then dish out this kind of hate? So you realize that you're being just as much a fundamentalist asshole as the people who actually hit the WTC? Do you think before you open your mouth?

(On the same topic, see The Portadown News for its take on these sort of predatory, idiotic fuckwads. Yes, it's satire.)

This disturbs me a lot. I wrote earlier about envying my sister Laura's faith. She and her husband are born again, and when you say stuff like that, people immediately think they're like that Falwell asshole. They're not. Their true Christians, I think, in that they don't judge but are instead trying ti live a good, exemplary life. They don't spew hate. Hell, they're even pro-choice (anti-abortion, but pro-choice). I wish people like Laura and Jorge and their pastor had giant TV ministries instead of Falwell, but that's not the way it works out. Dammit.