9/11 Memorialized With…Lottery Balls

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Over the weekend, 9/11 memorials were held across the nation. In New York, one such memorial was held at at City Hall Park. Organized by inventors Steven Brandstetter and James Devlin of J&S Gaming, the event featured the pair’s Lottery Ball Characters which were turned into life sized costumes to represent the likeness of a police officer and a fireman.

According to the press release, the purpose of the rally was to “pay tribute to the men and women who put their lives on the line on a daily basis to protect and serve our communities.” Brandsetter and Devlin put the rally together with the consent of retired NYPD police officer Stan Jefferson who was reportedly forced into retirement because of an illness he contracted while working at Ground Zero.

Apparently, the government isn’t doing all it can do and the rally aimed to bring that to the attention of the public.

The campaign also brought something else to light. The sad fact some people are so lacking in the common sense department, they have no idea when something grotesquely oversteps the line of acceptability. To diminish the lives of those lost during 9/11 to a couple of stupid lottery characters – as if the event were sponsored by Tony the Tiger or something – is deplorable, inexcusable and plain idiotic.

That is all.

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