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I was sat programming and watching the TV when it came on the BBC news, laughed when I saw the "Face of the Devil" in the flames and having seen that assumed it was all a hoax complete with tecnical wizardry. As the story continued for some time and little in the way of other stories like the "Rolling news of the day", it became obvious that there were people hurt, families devistated then seeing the buildings fall straight down as explosions blasted windows below the colapsing floors, realised it was a controlled demolition and naive as I was at the time, wonderred how "Terrorists" would get access to a building with enough equipment to do such a thing whilst keeping it hidden from the workers inside. I did note at the time though, just how similar 2 of the "eye witnesses" looked both to each other, AND the people walking/driving with them as the reporters "collared" them to answer questions.
Now, having seen so much information and disinformation I struggle to have "an informed opinion" and as everything these days costs a pretty penny, I'm never going to be able to afford the only investigator I trust (ME) nor access to the materials I'd need to perform an open minded investigation.
It was a sad day for democracy, and a very sad day for the families of the victims. Then the 911 commission report (Which if we are honest did seem to be well muzzled and its hands tied behind its back) just rubbed salt into those wounds.
My girlfriend at the time was a 911 call taker for the New York Fire Department. Not knowing exactly where she was based, I spent most of the day trying to get in touch with her cell phone -- but her cell phone tower was on top of one of the Towers.
I remember turning on the TV not long after I got home, just for background noise as I got ready for bed. An announcer was saying that one of the towers was burning and another had just been hit by a plane, and I remember thinking what a horrible coincidence that was -- some TV news plane must have been circling around the fire when it hit the other Tower.
My fire department got placed on standby, as did every other department in the country, so I spent most of the day at the station, staring at the TV.
I was working at the Fisheries Depratment. One of the guy's wife called and said something about a plane crash. We at first thought it was local, then we got more information. I went out into the shed and got the portable TV we used to show videos at meeting with and turned it on. We were in time to see the second crash and the towers collapse. We were all in total shock and the University saw fit to send us home for the day. I kept the TV on in the background for days, hoping that they would find someone alive in all the destruction. They never did.
It was my daughter's 16th birthday.
One of my work colleagues was [and still is] a volunteer fireman.
When he came in, looking white with shock, I knew it was bad.
We watched New York come apart from across the pond.
One of my friends in NY missed the worst by sheer luck.
Another contact was right near ground zero, in a church, doing his best to help the injured, bereaved and those in shock.
I was in the 8th Grade at that time... We started school around 9:30 in the morning and I usually watch TV before going to the bus stop in the morning, but for some reason, I didn't watch it that day. When I went to my homeroom class, my teacher was freaking out and some of the students were rewiring the antenna on the television to get the news, since we didn't get any local channels in the school (damn school system). I really didn't know what was going on until one of the girls that sat next to me said that someone crashed a plane full of passengers into one of the towers in New York City.
I didn't believe it at all until the faux antenna that they wired into the TV finally worked and we got CNN on the screen.
The emotions that ran through me were... *sigh* horrible. I shiver just thinking about that day. So many people losing their lives because of a bunch of idiots that were signing their death wish decided to hijack not only one but two airliners and crashed into the towers. Plus, the one that crashed into the Pentagon, and the one that went down before hitting Camp David...
I started crying when the camera caught the first tower crashing to the ground live. LIVE!! The group of nine of us sitting in homeroom watching that on TV, nine teenagers, we couldn't believe it. It was even worse when the second one went down as well.
Yeah, that's going to stay in my mind forever.
I was on the bus on the way home from school (UK time) and it was on the radio. It was the only thing on the radio. Everyone else was chatting away and my friend and I thought it was some sort of ridiculous radio prank at first, as we couldn't really hear what was going on. But then they carried on, we realised it wasn't a joke, slowly everyone stopped talking as we heard, and we listened in silence all the way home.
On 11th September 2001 I was sat eating my breakfast like normal when GMTV (a morning program in England) featured a hand-filmed video of something collapsing...
It took us a while to figure it out and the news reporter told us all what had happened, I just sort of sat there in shock...went all cold and shivery and stuff.
Being a normal school day for English students...I went to school and we held a special assembly to honour the people who had lost their lives or their family...and we held a three minute silence in rememberance and reverance to those people we'd never met...............
I meant to answer this that day, but time got away from me so I answer it now as I catch up on my blog reading that is seriously behind.
What was I doing? I was at work at BMW Financial Services, working for IKON Office Solutions, in Dublin OH. I was working as an imaging clerk scanning loan/lease documents. At around the time of the first plane hitting the Towers, I was in my car for a break. I had gone out there to get away from work for a little bit. On the radio they mentioned that a plane had hit one of the Towers but it was thought to be a small plane, not a jetliner. By the time I got back into work, the second plane had hit and as we all know was caught on live TV. After that I wasn't sure what to think. The next day I was due to fly to Minneapolis for my vacation to meet a friend and go to the Mall of America. At the time, I was thinking how horrible it was that all those people were used as part of some scheme/plot to get back at "ugly Americans." I also selfishly wondered if my own flight would go out the next day. As most of us know, flying didn't resume until later that week (Friday I think) and I had to postpone my vacation until October.
As the day went on, it became clearer what was going on. Our work had hooked up a TV in the lunchroom and had it tuned to either one of the local stations or CNN, I can't remember for sure. At that point I don't think it really mattered since most stations covered it ad nauseum until late in the week. The way my work did its calendar year was October to September so if I didn't take said vacation days, I was going to lose them. Since flying resumed too late for me to actually take my trip, I was stuck at home with nothing on TV except repeated coverage of the tragedy. I think I ended up losing myself in some of the cable channels that resumed programming after the immediate crisis was over, or I popped in movies/tv series that I had taped. Friday evening found me in the living room of my parents' house, bawling my eyes out as the reality of this tragedy finally hit me. Not that I lost any family or friends in said tragedy, just that the world had suffered a huge loss of innocent lives.
How do the events of that day hold meaning for me now? Personally I think we need to let sleeping dogs lie. Yes, it is a tragedy that people lost their lives on that day, more so than most people expected. Sad to say people die every day, but I don't think anyone imagined just how many people would die that day when they woke up. Don't get me wrong, I consider myself to be patriotic and as American as the next person. What I don't care for is the media constantly dredging this up every anniversary. It seems to me like they take every chance they can get to bank on or get a story out of this tragedy. I can't imagine how hard it is for those who lost loved ones that day. Spouses who never returned; Parents who kissed their children goodbye that morning, not knowing it would be the last time; Children who died beside parents that were on the planes.
*eyes begin to tear up*
Even now, thinking about that day brings tears to my eyes.
*takes a break for a moments, tries to think of dinner plans*
OK, back to my point... The media needs to let go so that family members of those lost in the tragedy can move on. I have seen and read so much on the subject I feel like I can be as good an expert as any news analyst out there.
With that said, I leave for now. Hopefully I'll write a happier blog next time.
For the following people, I pray for God's hand in your lives now and always:
To those who had their lives change in an instant that day, to those who continue to fight for our freedom, to those who gave their lives defending us in said fight, to those who need him whether they realize it or not.
btw, I hope I do not offend anyone with my comments above. I am just speaking from the heart as I always do.
Catch a man a fish and you can sell it to him. Teach a man to fish, and you ruin a wonderful business opportunity.