THE LAST ORDINARY MORNING IN YESTERDAY’S WORLD:

I envy something about generations too young to remember September 11. They cannot know what it was like to possess the almost absurd confidence in our own security that so many of us had before 9:03 that morning.

For thousands of families, the horror of that day was unimaginably greater. They lost parents, children, spouses, siblings, and friends.

I didn’t lose anyone I loved on September 11.

What I lost was much smaller.

I lost the certainty that another ordinary Tuesday would always come.

At 8:55 that morning, I was an 18-year-old girl in yesterday’s clothes, hungover, laughing at the idea that I might be watching the news. My biggest concern was making it to my first shift at Best Buy.

Eight minutes later, I watched an airplane disappear into the side of a skyscraper full of people.

Twenty-five years have passed. I know much more about that world now. I know the names of the men who attacked us. I know what they believed. I know what it takes to keep people like them from doing it again. And I know that the safety I once took for granted was never guaranteed at all.

But sometimes, when I think about September 11, I don’t think first about terrorists or wars or falling towers.

I think about that girl in the barn loft.

I think about how completely safe she believed she was.

And I wish, just for a moment, I could give her back the world she thought she lived in.

This is what the Manhattan skyline looked like 25 years ago tonight:

QUESTION ASKED AND ANSWERED: What Was the Holdout Juror Thinking?

— Jill Filipovic, Slate, September 5th.

It’s hard to know what was in the mind of the lone holdout juror, the one who wanted to find Clancy guilty of being in her right mind when she killed her children even as he realized that the prosecution had not proved its case. I can certainly speculate: Some people want a simple story of good and evil. Some people need a punitive outcome to a horrific event, no matter actual fault or responsibility. Some people just want women punished.

Anecdotally, I’ve noticed a sharp gender divide in opinion on the Clancy case (and something of a political divide too, though a far less pronounced one). The people demanding that Clancy go to prison are overwhelmingly conservative men. Women, and especially mothers, are not cheering Clancy on but are calling largely for some nuance and care. Not every mother struggles in the postpartum period. But many of us—most of us?—have experienced the brain-and-body-altering effects of pregnancy, childbirth, and child-rearing: have felt our postbirth hormones crash, sending us reeling into despair; have felt bobbleheaded and nearly insane after weeks or months of sleepless, cry-pierced nights, pulling from some reservoir of human survival we didn’t know existed within us to meet seemingly endless needs; have been pushed into unhinged rage, then profound shame, by a defiant toddler. And then if you have more than one child, you may well be managing that defiant toddler while simultaneously experiencing the hormone crash, the sleeplessness, the bobbleheaded feeling of the newborn period all over again. Most women are not saying: “I understand why Lindsay Clancy killed her kids.” But I suspect that most of us know we don’t understand only by the grace of God or luck. Motherhood has taken many of us to new emotional planes—sometimes soaring heights, but sometimes far down into dark depths.

This far down?

Tweet concludes, “The holdout was reminding the room what this case actually was: three murdered children. Not a therapy session.”

THE DECLINE OF THE WEST:

THEY KILLED HIM BECAUSE HE WAS EFFECTIVE:

PLEASE DON’T UNFAIRLY EXCUSE THE LIBERAL WHITE WOMEN AND UNIONS:

NO SUCH THING AS BAD PUBLICITY FOR NETFLIX? Netflix appears to mock Charlie Kirk over ‘neck injury’ on 1-year anniversary of his murder as calls to boycott grow.

Netflix’s official UK and Ireland account made a post on Thursday, the one-year anniversary of Turning Point founder Charlie Kirk’s assassination, appearing to mock the conservative figure’s killing.

The post stated, “Nearly did himself a neck injury.” The post included screenshots of what appears to be season two of the Guy Ritchie series The Gentlemen. Kirk was fatally shot in the neck during a stop at Utah Valley University on September 10, 2025.

The post quickly drew backlash across social media. Libs of TikTok wrote, “Woke Netflix hates us. So glad I cancelled my subscription.”

Funny, the Critical Drinker was raving about The Gentlemen yesterday. Apparently, Netflix doesn’t want to broaden its show’s audience.

DEMOCRATS LOVE REGULATING SPEECH UNTIL THEY DON’T.

LAWRENCE PERSON: My Friend Was Murdered On Labor Day. “Andrew Wimsatt, a friend for over thirty-five years, a regular member of the Saturday Dining Conspiracy (and the movie night afterwards) and an all-around standup guy, was murdered on Labor Day.”

More:

I looked into whether some of the themes covered by this blog applied to Andrew’s murder, but as far as I can tell Ogbodiegwu was not an illegal alien and does not appear to have been released on bail for previous offenses in Travis County.

Even more, from another old online acquaintance:

“Based on preliminary evidence and information developed so far, investigators believe the attack was a random act and that the victim and suspect were not known to one another,” according to the Williamson County Sheriff’s Office.

UPDATE: He was a friend of David Burge, too. It seems like everyone in and around Austin knew and liked Andrew.

THE GERMANS ARE FUNNY, JUST NOT HA-HA FUNNY:

Same goes for Brussels:

I’ve never understood why Europeans vote to join the EU, because it’s the last time their vote really counts.

SALENA ZITO: Flight 93 crash in Shanksville on 9/11: ‘The first Americans to fight back against terrorists happened here.’

In the days, months and years that followed, it was discovered that the passengers and crew of Flight 93 believed the plane was heading toward the White House or the Capitol and, to stop that tragedy, they revolted against the four hijackers in midair. All 40 of them died along with their captors.

Duppstadt and her sister-in-law closed the store early that day and went straight to the local school to collect her three children. She went home and held them close.

“You never think something would happen in a place like here. You hope if it does the community comes together.”

The whole country did then.

TWANLOC (CONT’D):