2002-09-11 2:21 p.m.

Everywhere I look today I see so many shirts with American flags on them. One XL white t�shirt proclaimed, "I'm proud to be an American".

I wonder how it feels to be proud to be an American. I just can't relate at all.

I guess I am just a crazy dreamer with my head in the clouds, because in the world I dream about, the billboards and t�shirts go a little more like this:

God teach America

or...

God forgive America

or...

God bless us all

In memory of the thousands of innocent who perished on September 11th and how it inspired a nation of sub�average intellect to sink to new depths, I have decided to link to some of my favorite two�exploding�buildings�themed diary entries from the last year.

Unamerican entry #1

Unamerican entry #2

Unamerican entry #3

Unamerican entry #4



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