Cold As Ice

Was playing while I read this story. How appropriate. My heart is breaking for these poor people. Have we no class in this country?

CNN.com - Form letters tell 9/11 families�of 911 calls - Mar 26, 2006: "'I had one family member call me today, she was hysterical. She actually fainted,' said Bill Doyle, whose son died after two planes crashed into the WTC towers. 'She opened it up in an elevator and she couldn't believe it, because she never heard from her husband that morning, but apparently he called 911.'

Doyle called the letters notifying families this week 'totally crass' and shocking to families.

He sent an e-mail to victims' families Saturday.

'We are sending this e-mail to you because we do not want you to be blindsided by the information, and we want you to be able to choose where and when you read the information and with whom,' Doyle's e-mail to families said.

Jonathan Greenspun, commissioner of the Mayor's Community Assistance Unit, in a written statement responding to Doyle's complaint, said his office had intended to send an e-mail to WTC support groups Friday to give them advance notice but a 'miscommunication' delayed the warning until Saturday.

Families of those heard on the 911 calls can request a CD with the unedited recording, Greenspun said.

As part of a court decision last year, it will be left to those next of kin to decide whether the New York Fire Department recordings will be made public.

Letters began arriving by special delivery Friday, sent by New York officials to the families offering them copies of the calls and informing them of their right to keep them private or make them public."

Come Sail Away by Styx is now playing.

Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung

I’m sailing away, set an open course for the virgin sea
I’ve got to be free, free to face the life that’s ahead of me
On board, I’m the captain, so climb aboard
We’ll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I’ll try, oh lord, I’ll try to carry on

I look to the sea, reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
We live happily forever, so the story goes
But somehow we missed out on that pot of gold
But we’ll try best that we can to carry on

A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said
They said come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me

I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise
They climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies
Singing come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me


To end with Playing in Stereo by the Cars


And they say the shuffle selection isn't intuitive.

Tags: cold as ice, crass maneuver, lack of class, national shame