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If George Bush made public a private letter, after the initial surprise for the fact he can write (ahem...  ), I'd think he'd made a nice gesture too. Romy
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08-10-2005, 06:16 PM
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 Peter probably got Stevie's letter, flashbacked to Lindsey's "performance" that night and figured--"No wonder she's so flaky--she's had to listen to "that" for 30 years!"
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08-10-2005, 07:00 PM
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This post is in no way a plug for GW either, but I wanted to pick someone who was generally unpopular around here.
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 I need a good film now to cancel this image. Romy
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By the way - we are agreeing again. In addition, the suite she had there, or at least the one she described, is close to the top of The Towers and has a view of the crash site - so it is likely she saw people hurling themselves out of windows to escape being burned to death.
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Read the letter again..... " I went to sleep at 7:30am, and was awakened at 11am. The towers had fallen," She slept through it 
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How anyone in the remote area could sleep through that is beyond me.
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To demonstrate her anguish - here are her journal entries from that day and the next few days she was in that hotel (kudos to www.nicksfix.com) -- but I am sure people will poke for at her for these too
Dearest Everyone- This is my journal entry beginning September 11, 2001. I wanted to share it with you, because I was in New York; because it was the heaviest thing I have ever experienced ~ Love, Stevie Nicks -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sept. 11, 2001 11:30 a.m. We got into New York via private jet at 2 o’clock this morning, coming into New York from Toronto, Canada. I have been listening to Shawn Colvin’s song, Another Plane Went Down, from her new album, A Whole New You, all the way here while trying to compose a letter to Gladys Knight about Aaliyah, her niece; about my dream. Airports, planes everywhere, music, music, tears in my eyes, Sulamith (my yorkie) was upset all the way from Canada, psychic, dreamlike, flying, flying, flying. And now, it has happened. Two planes dove into the World Trade Center Towers ~ 4 hijackings in 3 hours. The Trade Center is gone, thousands of people are dead. The Pentagon was attacked kamikaze style, and one plane they are pretty sure, was on its way to the White House. Everyone is pretty sure it was Osama Bin Laden, the evil high tech murderer hiding in Afghanistan… People are walking across the Brooklyn Bridge trying to get home. I am here at the world famous Waldorf=Astoria, the hotel where the presidents stay ~ I will write as the day unfolds~ I am pretty sure Radio City will cancel; I think their offices were in the Towers…I am so sad for them… Aircraft warships are on their way to us here in New York and to Washington… I don’t really know what we are going to do now – the airports are completely shut down- My heart is broken. 8:42 a.m. First Tower 9:04 a.m. 2nd Tower 9:40 a.m. Pentagon 9:59 a.m. South Tower falls 10:28 a.m. North Tower falls (people jump) 11:29 a.m. United flt 99 crashes in rural Pennsylvania 5:20 p.m. #7 Tower collapses Sept. 12, 2001 4:42 a.m. in the morning We are a devastated city I feel I am a part of this city. We are a strong, brilliant city We are watching a piece of history We are living through a tragedy Like no one – has ever seen… The fire chief of New York is dead His assistant fire chief is dead. One of my champions from Warner Brothers wife is gone. She was coming home from Boston after settling their twin daughters at a University. Their grandmother was with their Mom. M.H. called from Toronto. He is there with the Backstreet Boys. One of their carpenters went home because his wife was having a baby. He was on one of those planes. We are a grieving city A surreal city ~ It is 5:09 a.m. in the morning We are still a dark city – But soon it will be dawn – and the dreamlike reality of yesterday will turn into the true reality of what has really happened. I have seen grown men cry today. They seem to be having the most trouble with this. They are the protectors – And they feel so helpless ~ They can’t stand it. It seems that, as Don Henley so brilliantly said ~ “This is the end- of the innocence.” 5:15 a.m. I sit here at 5:15 in the morning – in shock. The tears just don’t stop. As a writer, I am driven to write what it has been like to be 20 minutes away from the Twin Towers ~ To be here at the world famous, Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, home of foreign diplomats and gathering place of politicians, in a suite where I am quite sure Heads of State have met, and discussed the problems of the world. The living room is all dark wood, ceiling to floor, and you can just imagine John Kennedy sitting at the desk. It is stunning. This hotel is where the presidents have always stayed, and this grand old hotel is in full lockdown. All but two entrances are closed, the driveway through the hotel – shut, all the cars - moved out. I feel strangely safe here in New York now – and the city still looks awesome from my windows, still sparkly, still beautiful, almost like – from this room- Nothing ever happened- Almost… The television news people are extraordinary – all of them. They are tired; you can see it in their changing faces, as the day has gone by. Of course, I feel like I know them all, like they are really dear friends, choking up and recovering, just like me, hour after hour… You can’t go through something like this with a city. You become attached. You become “war buddies.” It is just so deep. It is 6:10. It is sunrise 6:38 a.m. It was a beautiful sunrise. It has turned the white curtains pink, the room pink- I swear. The sun is one half inch over the city horizon, the sky is peacock blue, sky blue but the city is still glowing pink. If I had been sleeping since Monday and I looked out this window, I would think, “It just looks like a beautiful New York fall day, my favorite thing, let’s shop! It looks just like it did Tuesday morning when I went to bed, just before this all happened. The view is so beautiful that looking up at it, almost makes you start to feel good, and forget, and then, honestly you feel guilty, and then you feel worse and sick to your stomach. If they can’t sleep, then I’m not going to sleep either… So today is both beautiful and frightening, looking out from 36 floors up, can I tell you how unimaginable it would be if I looked up and saw a big jet flying towards me, in this country? Not possible. My question – “How could this happen?” I am overwhelmed with how extraordinary the firemen and the policemen are. They just don’t give up. They “don’t stop.” They are awesome…and so is Mayor Guiliani. I would ALWAYS want them on my team. They are my heroes. Well, I think I have to sleep now. In an interview from the street, a man says in tears , “You do not want to see the things I’ve seen today…I am traumatized.” “I am traumatized for life…” That is the truth… We are all traumatized. “I’m tired. I’m thirsty – I’m wild eyed In my misery.” God Bless everyone that lost someone ~ And all of those ~ that are gone… I am so sorry ~ Stevie Nicks 7:06 in the morning P.S. The room is still glowing pink – I swear… Last Thought…September 14, 2001 Please everyone, do not blame people for this just because they are Muslim – or come from some other ethnic group. If you do, you let Osama Bin Laden win – as surely as if you helped him put those planes through those towers. You - become him. He wins. Consider this carefully… -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- September 13, 2001 Thursday Night – Late 5:29 a.m. Atlantic City, NJ I just spent the last several hours copying my last journal pages for my website. I have never done this before; I guess it’s time…I decided this morning that we should go to Atlantic City now. My lungs were starting to feel some burning from the fiery air ~ and if I wanted to sing Saturday night, staying one more night might put that in jeopardy. So we packed up in an hour and a half and left New York. Since then, they have shut down the New York airports again. Also, they have found 2 more sets of terrorists. They think there were going to be two more planes taken down. They have the people in custody. They have picture identified 18 terrorists so far. Obviously the highest form of detective work is going on as we speak. My friend Liza Jane was right; this is just the beginning. This is World War 3. Chilling… It just seems to get worse every day. Oh, by the way, we are right on the ocean and it’s raining~ The sky is crying~ Stevie Nicks
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