Same cat?
So here is my 9/11 story.
I was pretty damn broke, living with a girlfriend and her 2 kids. I was working nights delivering pizza, and she worked late doing security at the Kellogg's factory here in town.
I get woken up at about 9am by my brother calling me. He says "Turn on CNN". I'm like "I don't have CNN dude, I just have basic cable."
Him: "Doesn't matter, TURN. ON. ANYTHING!"
Me: "What's going on?"
Him: "Two planes have hit the world trade center towers in New York City."
(Turning on TV)… I see the smoking towers, put it all together in my head in about 3 seconds.
Me: "Holy shit, we're at war."
Him: "Ya think?"
Me: "Yeah, no way that was an accident… "
I'm still in bed… So I turn to my sleeping girlfriend and shake her awake.
Me: "Hey, wake up…"
Her: (groggy) "What?"
Me: "I think we're at war… someone flew 2 airplanes into the world trade center towers in New York."
And I swear to god, this was her response…
"What the fuck do I care? I don't know anyone in New York!"
She rolled over and went back to sleep!!!
By the end of the day, after her sheep mind was told what to believe, and what the PROPER reaction to this event was, she was making Red White and Blue ribbons, tying them to the antenna of her car, etc… being all patriotic… Meanwhile I'm just looking at her thinking… "I know who you REALLY are… bitch…" LOL
She ended up cheating on me about a month later… I was glad it was over. I met my wife the next year. Been married now 15 years, have 5 kids OF MY OWN with her… In an odd way, I think 9/11 exposing my GF for the slimeball she was, helped me dodge a bullet and set me up to have a far more happy marriage.