Thoughts On Being A "Rescue Worker"

As 9/11 comes closer many of us are starting to feel more patriotic and starting to reflect more on the good things in our lives, the sacrifices of our men and women in uniform(both civilian and military) yada yada yada.  I am not going to lie, Im guilty of this too.  It starts to go away however when I think about the fact that 9/11 first responders, victims, and their families will not be allowed to attend the 10 year anniversary.  Instead, it will be a star studded celebrity and political dog and pony show, with enough cameras available so that every blow hard politician and every "patriotic" celeb will be able to get their picture in the papers the next day and they all can announce "I care."

Now, I have to admit I am surprised the "Golden Children," police and fire, are not invited.  Being a member of the bastard service, EMS, I assumed even if 911 personnel were invited, we would not be.  We are not first responders.  We are "all the other rescue workers" according to the media, celebrities and politicians.  Last time I checked EMS was apart of 911.  Now, if we are truly not, would you(the public), if you dont mind, stop calling 911 and screaming for an "ambalance."

Im madder than hell that all 3 services are not invited to the ceremonies.  EMS lost many brothers and sisters that fateful morning 10 years ago.  We deserve to be right by our brothers and sisters in suppression and law enforcement.  I myself have no right to be there.  I did not respond, nor did I know any of the officers, hose monkeys, and medics killed that day.  My brothers and sisters who did respond deserve to go.

I celebrate alone.  Yes, I say celebrate.  I do mourn for those brothers and sisters lost, but more than that I celebrate the fact that no matter where they are, in the ground, with whatever god you believe in, or floating around in the cosmos, they never have to deal with you damn whiney ingrates anymore.  They never have to deal with getting shot at, being verbally abused by some asshole patient, dealing with some management type telling them they have to provide "customer service," little or no pensions, poor pay, or being called "all the others rescue workers" despite putting their lives on the line right by police and fire when you fucking pricks call 911.

I myself do not believe in god, but if there is, I hope all those EMTs and Paramedics are up there with the big man being told thanks and having it really mean something, getting their aching backs and joints rubbed down after all the gear and fat ass ingrates they have had to carry over the years, and most of all enjoying a beer and a scotch with the big man, sitting rightfully at a table with suppression and law enforcement being call EMT, being called Paramedic, being called EMS.

Keep fucking that chicken.  Out at corporate, have a good night.