Eric (BRO BRO) Revenge of the Feminerd Response

I like your humerous enthusiasm eric, and i agree with you 100%. women are smart and very capable of doing all of the same things that men do. Just because they are women does not mean that they are not smart or can't think for themselves. the only thing is that sometimes women choose not to be smart. not because they dont want to but because they dont want to feel the pressure of society around them. if one woman messes up than someone may say "see i told you that a woman couldn't do it" and then automatically with how stereotypical our society is, it would believe that women can't actually achieve anything. women get pressured by not only a business they may work for but also by the men that work there. in reality men should really just give women the space they need to succeed and if anything help them along the way. not bring them down.

Current Eventish Kinda

So, yesterday was 9/11, a day that all Americans remember or have heard about. I would like to talk about how i feel about the tradgedy and what I remember from that day. Years ago on that day I was sitting in my third grade classroom ready to go to lunch. Just like everyday at school, we had class, lunch, recess and then we would finish up the day with more lessons. The teacher walked us down to lunch like usual and then she would leave and go eat her lunch at the faculty room (separated from the lunchroom). But then, something unusual happened. Instead of going to recess, we were brought back upstairs to our classrooms. Some teachers were emotionless, but others couldn't hide there sniffles or shakey voices. We were told to get our stuff together and that we would be running on a half-day schedule and would be leaving school early. Some kids had already been picked up, but I was one of the kids excited to go home just like any other third grader would be. When I got home I suddenly realized that there wasn't anything that I should be happy about. I walked in the door and right away my mother, with tears in her eyes, ran up to me and wrapped me in her arms as she said, "Oh my god Julian, thank god youre safe and home!" At this point I was very confused and worried. When I had asked what was going on and why everyone was acting so funny my mother just broke down again and walked me into the living room where the TV was on. There it was, the video clip, playing over and over of the planes flying into the buildings like torpedos and turning the buildings into rubble. When I saw this and finally grasped what was going on, I got even more scared and started crying. So many questions were running through my mind, "was anyone I knew there?" "Did anyone survive?" "How many people were hurt?" and of course, "who did this?" I couldn't silence my young brain and I couldn't help but interrogate my parents who really ended up being as confused and scared as I was. Which in the end only terrified me more because parents are suppose to have the answer for everything and they aren't supposed to ever be scared or worried when youre that young. This is a feeling I hope I will never feel and my children will never have to experience as I did. Luckily enough for me I didnt lose anyone from my family, but I still felt the pain for other families that had lost someone. As messed up as it sounds though, I dont think I've ever seen our nation more united than that day in my entire life.

Rest in peace to those who were lost and may the families that had suffered losses that day stay strong and united.