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At work. I heard something vague about it in the morning, but thought it was a morbid comment or something and was too busy to be paying attention to other people standing around and chatting (frankly, I was ignored that I was the only one working), and got absorbed and it was about four more hours before I finished what I was doing and heard the whole thing from my roommate, who had swung by my office to chat about how he couldn't contact his relatives in New York because of all the phones being tied up.
I watched enough just enough news to get the gist of it, and then turned it off, because I've always loathed 24/7 coverage of stuff since the circus that was the Challenger disaster.
I went that night to the Middle Eastern restaurant up the block, because I knew they would be gone soon. The staff and customers were stunned, talking quietly among themselves, and I could see in their eyes that they knew that their lives here were over. The owner thanked me for eating there, and apologized to me, as if he was somehow responsible for the actions of some crazy Saudis.
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It was Tuesday evening (September 12) here so I was just done cooking dinner and decided to watch the News rather than put in a Video and they were running what I though was a documentary on that 1990s bombing of the world trade centre...Only I dont recall the thing collapsing in the 90s...
"Holy S#*+! Is that a two engine Passenger Jet crashing into that Building? Oh there it is from a different angle...wait, why is that other building on fire?". After that I didnt get sleep for a week.
I do agree that thinking this is a one sided conflict though has cost upward of a million lives. I knew that The US Government was "secretly" financing/arming/training these people to do what they were doing...to others for their own gain, So there can only be contempt for a State prepared to risk its own people for financial gains that dont benifit the victims of its failures.
It actually horrified me to learn that President Bush had closer financial and social links to Bin Lahden than the Terrorists who crashed the Plane.
Living on the West Coast, I was sleeping when it was happening.
I got a phone call from Mom which woke me up, she told me we were being attacked. I wasn't surprised, I knew since about 1998 there would be a dramatic attack on the US sooner or later. My first thought was, "Well, it finally happened, they were going to keep that promise to destroy the WTC sooner or later. But I thought it would be a nuke."
Pondered whether there might be an attack on the West Coast, but it sounded unlikely. Turned on the TV before the second tower fell.
I went to work but didn't get anything done that day. Started making mental notes of the unanswered questions and inexplicable events of that day. The three which still stand out for me to this day are who massively shorted the airline stocks just before it happened(at least the market freeze prevented them from profiting), how did BBC report WTC7 had collapsed about 20 minutes before it happened, and why did the random number generation experiment stop generating random numbers and start printing out patterns that day.
The RNG still bugs me the most.
Can you post a link to the info on the RNG ? It sounds interesting, to say the least. And a link to the other two if you can. Thanks ahead of time.
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I was in Manhattan, New York.
I was working for VH1 at the time and was at the fashion tent on 42 st for fashion week to set up for the day.
There were multiple sirens one after another that went on non stop so we left the tent to take a look ...
Then we saw the blackest of smoke clouds ...
I was one of the very, very many who volunteered at a downtown hospitals, I was at St. Vincent's on 13 st and 7 avenue, less than a mile from ground zero. While I volunteered for 2 days it was nothing compared to what many, many others did inclunding a fireman friend of mine who was preety shaken up. Some of what I was and is still painful to remember.
I was always proud of being a transplanted Californian, I always said I was a Californian when people asked, that day, on September 11, 2001 I became a New Yorker. And some barbaric pigs took a swipe at me and my city. I felt quite violated and very very angry for a little while after that day.
On that day Gulliani stop being a curse word and became a hero.
On that day I saw food stores open thier doors 24 hours and let everyone, not just emergency workers, take what they needed.
I saw my fellow New Yorks talk to strangers to make sure they were ok.
For some reason I did not shed one tear until I saw David Letterman almost lose it on national tv, then ... well I cried like a baby.
I still own the tape from my answering machine of 33 people calling in from around the world making sure I was ok. I'm fairly certain I will never play it again but don't think I will ever get rid of it. I had some ash from the site but decided it was too creepy to keep and that got burried.
We run quite a few charity events for the those who suffered the most over the next few years.
I hate that we are in Iraq, but I want those bastards in Al Queda to meet some local New Yorkers who signed up in the military someday soon.
To the City the Never Sleeps, my own Cheliax, HUUZZAHH !!
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I was working as a school photographer back then. I remember being at a school taking pictures. Parents started showing up and taking their kids home. I mean nearly HALF the school was empty!!! NOBODY EVER came down to tell us what was going on. They didn't want to talk about it in front of the kids etc. SO we finished up and loaded my equipment up in my truck. I remember thinking how quiet it was outside. The school wasn't that far from the airport and man it was just deathly quiet. It wasn't until I got into the car and turned on the radio, around 2 or so in the afternoon, that I found out what had happened. I got home and my TV was on CNN for DAYS and the radio was on the AM news radio as well.
It happened around 11:30pm Sydney time. I was at home watching the Late News with my parents and the story about the first plane was just coming through live as breaking news. Initially we wondering how someone could possibly go so off course and how could they not see a great big building in front of them. With hide sight we were quite cavalier about the whole thing. That all dried up minutes later when the live feed showed that second plane coming in. Our blood froze because we could see the plane correcting it's flight as it came toward the tower quite deliberately. Needless to say we were s#!t-scared, not just because of the threat of attack but because we were afraid that if the US handled their inevitable retaliation badly then it could have even greater consequences (the word ‘nuke’ was quietly mentioned as few times). As it turned out things went ok, but it was a scary couple of weeks. I still get chills thinking about it.
As a side note, the anime series Gasaraki was due to be released in Australia in November of that year. However, the build-up to the war in the show was so disturbingly similar to the build-up to the Afghanistan war (only the initial disaster, the fictional country to be invaded and the introduction of experimental mecha were different) that the local distributors delayed the release for another six months.
EDITED FOR CLARITY.
I was in medical school, working in a surgical oncology clinic. I remember standing in front of the television trying to get as much information as possible between patients.
Chad
My friends and I having decided not to have breakfast at Windows on the World that morning -- at the time I was in import/export and a member of the world trade organization -- I was in my building in the disaster zone, one eye looking out the window, the other glued to the TV. Watching the towers fall.
Later I and a friend walked down to Beekman hospital to offer help and blood.
Later still we walked home across the Brooklyn Bridge, as did so many others, the Manhattan skyline smoking behind us.
We lost phones and power, and I didn't learn if my wife or friends were ok (my wife was fine, but worried s!&~less. Most of my friends were ok, some weren't. Luckily, my friends with an infant who lived next door to ground zero were ok) until hours later, when I arrived, dusted in soot, at home.
It's hard to talk about, actually, and the words I just typed all feel empty and distant. Writing this, thinking about it, I feel a bit now like I did then. Numb and without tears. Even watching the heroes working the site to rescue and help.
I remember thinking it was funny when a british commentator asked, "How long do you think it'll be before the Americans put this to music?" And I remember crying and crying when they finally did.
I was driving to work and heard it on the radio. I pulled over on the freeway shoulder for a minute to make sure I was hearing it right.
I continued in to work and went straight to our division VP and asked her if I had to go somewhere to fight, would my job wait for me. She said yes and started crying. I picked up the phone and called the local Air National Guard recruiter and made an appointment to sign up.
Then I called my wife and told her. She had just heard about the attack and told me to do what I had to do.
At age 38, having been out of active duty for 11 years, I passed the physical and was sworn in by November in time to help.
I saw it as an obligation and the responsibility of every able-bodied person to join the fight against the enemies of civilization.
I never went to the front, but helped support operations stateside through Noble Eagle, Enduring Freedom, and Iraqi Freedom.
My age caught up with me and I killed my hamstring while moving some equipment, so it was decided I would have to get out, but not before I helped with Katrina relief operations.
When I entered the Navy at age 18 in 1981, I swore an oath to uphold and defend... While terms of enlistment can be limited, that oath has no expiration date.
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Little Rock, AR. Asleep since I was going in to work at noon. My parents phoned me and told me what had happened, and I was just completely in disbelief. I managed to get on to CNN.com and the only thing up was a page that looked like it was hand-coded in Notepad (and very well may have) with a picture of the towers in flames.
I lived in an apartment complex across the street from my workplace and the only thing I could think of was to go in to work and see what was going on. Our boss said he was shutting the place down for the day, and was giving us full pay if we went in to give blood, so I did.
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his usual crazy political babbleGo start a psycho politics thread somewhere else. This is not the place for it and is entirely inappropriate. Exercise some f%&@ing common sense and decency, you're being a dick.
Innapropriate psycho politics? The Bush family knew the Bin Lahdens and Had Active financial Dealings with them. FACT.
I am being descent and showing common sense. I value truth and Life above all. I like everyone else here said what was going on at the time. It should horrify descent people that lives are being sacrificed for profit in this vile little conflict seven years after. Almost a million dead world wide. Forget the thirty three thousand US citizens dying on battlefields, the other victims of this holocaust outnumber them 30:1.
Take your "flag waving despotism" elsewhere.
I value truth and Life above all. I like everyone else here said what was going on at the time. It should horrify descent people that lives are being sacrificed for profit in this vile little conflict seven years after. Almost a million dead world wide. Forget the thirty three thousand US citizens dying on battlefields, the other victims of this holocaust outnumber them 30:1.
Take your "flag waving despotism" elsewhere.
This "vile little conflict" has not caused anywhere near that number of casualties, but has certainly permitted the free speech of that many uninformed people.
If you value truth and life above all, know the truth that your statements are grossly inaccurate and that your life is paid for by the blood of your betters.
For your freedom to speak and demonstrate your ignorance, you're welcome.
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Take your "flag waving despotism" elsewhere.And take your vitrolic, inflammatory speech elsewhere. This is a thread meant to reflect on a tragedy and share our memory of it. We don't want to hear the political track.
The politics was already here...My Politics was everything I heard before and after September 11. Just like the Remote Viewing Experiment I conducted on September 9 in which I drew a passenger jet shaped cruise missile flying into the side of the Pentagon.
As to the sacrifices of my betters: Phuut! They are all victims. Many prepared so sacrifice themselves out of desire for revenge and a desire to prove their loyalty to the primary cause of death in this world.
Just like the Remote Viewing Experiment I conducted on September 9 in which I drew a passenger jet shaped cruise missile flying into the side of the Pentagon.
As to the sacrifices of my betters: Phuut! They are all victims. Many prepared so sacrifice themselves out of desire for revenge and a desire to prove their loyalty to the primary cause of death in this world.
You must be joking. If so, such is inappropriate. If not, you need to get back on your meds.
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Wow. How badly you must need a troll jolly to have to troll this thread. Nice try, troll.
Troll! I have Canadian Relatives and US friends who died that day - and more who will die fighting for a tainted flag in the future. It does not serve their memory to condone Flag waving Traitors who finance terrorism for their own gain whether they be US Presidents or Muslim Terrorists.
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Sept. 11, 2001.
I was in South Korea. My Korean wasn't very great at the time so I was a bit confused by a couple of professors on a bus laughing as they talked about terrorism. When I heard about the attack later on, I figured it must have been minor, after all people had been laughing it off. It wasn't for a day or so that my schedule allowed me to sit down and watch the news. I felt guilty afterwards as if I should have stopped and observed the moment -- Mourned properly at the time. I know, a strange reaction. For months afterwards, I compulsively turned on CNN and shut it off if I saw a commercial. They hadn't played any commercials in the week after the attacks. Commercials meant normalcy.
Sept. 11, 2008.
Attended a lecture on Islam. My current employer in Canada has a lot of Saudi students, partly due to the difficulty they may face getting visas in the states. I spent 12 or so hours a week teaching English to Saudis. Like any group, there is a real mix. Some of my students are spoiled rich kids. There are a handful of them who are warm, gentle, and studious souls who I feel I have a great deal in common with.
Just like the Remote Viewing Experiment I conducted on September 9 in which I drew a passenger jet shaped cruise missile flying into the side of the Pentagon.
As to the sacrifices of my betters: Phuut! They are all victims. Many prepared so sacrifice themselves out of desire for revenge and a desire to prove their loyalty to the primary cause of death in this world.
You must be joking. If so, such is inappropriate. If not, you need to get back on your meds.
Or Trolling. With respect, Michael, I suggest just ignoring him.
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A man once wrote a book, in which he laid bare the following theory. A lie repeated often enough will become accepted as the truth. A basic knowledge of physics and hydrocarbon burn cycles proves the government story to be a hoax. Join the over 30,000 physicists, chemists, and engineers that have requested a new investigation into this event. You are not being told the truth and a small handful of war-profiteers are counting on you to keep eating the s!&* the government is feeding you. Do your own investigation. Time the collapse of the buildings. Use the formula for a body falling via gravity. The building fell at free fall speed and there is only one way that can happen - the entire support structure of the buildings were shattered at the same time. Ask yourself - Can a diesel fire cause structural steel to completely collapse?
I've heard that before, and I think it's accounted for. I read somewhere that it was found that the buildings weren't nearly as sturdy as they were supposed to be. In other words, lazy builders.
Also, you're not accounting for the large impact that preceded the fire.
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Columbus Ohio,
I was at work, taking customer service calls.
The net was nuts (not surprising) but when I heard the pentegon got hit, I pounded my way to my yahoo mail to mail a friend who's daughter frequently worked at the pentegon.
I got back an e-mail saying she'd talked to her last night, and a most inapropriate dream to read on a work computer. I realized she hadn't heard yet either.
Fortunately Sissy wasn't at the Pentegon. When I got home, I got an e-mail that started 'Sissy's fine. You must think I'm the biggest b+~+* in the world..."
I'm not the military type. My little brother served over there, and I know there are things that he's seen and done that I can't imagine. I support the troops at home as I can. To try to compare our men and women in uniform to the animals who slaughter innocents is beneath contempt.
A man once wrote a book, in which he laid bare the following theory. A lie repeated often enough will become accepted as the truth. A basic knowledge of physics and hydrocarbon burn cycles proves the government story to be a hoax. Join the over 30,000 physicists, chemists, and engineers that have requested a new investigation into this event. You are not being told the truth and a small handful of war-profiteers are counting on you to keep eating the s!&* the government is feeding you. Do your own investigation. Time the collapse of the buildings. Use the formula for a body falling via gravity. The building fell at free fall speed and there is only one way that can happen - the entire support structure of the buildings were shattered at the same time. Ask yourself - Can a diesel fire cause structural steel to completely collapse?I've heard that before, and I think it's accounted for. I read somewhere that it was found that the buildings weren't nearly as sturdy as they were supposed to be. In other words, lazy builders.
Also, you're not accounting for the large impact that preceded the fire.
People! Some respect, please. If you've been following any of my posts in the McCain Change thread, you'll probably gather I'm a pretty hard core liberal and probably agree with you more than I don't. But, dudes, please! This is NOT the thread for this discssion. Start a new one.
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People! Some respect, please. If you've been following any of my posts in the McCain Change thread, you'll probably gather I'm a pretty hard core liberal and probably agree with you more than I don't. But, dudes, please! This is NOT the thread for this discssion. Start a new one.A man once wrote a book, in which he laid bare the following theory. A lie repeated often enough will become accepted as the truth. A basic knowledge of physics and hydrocarbon burn cycles proves the government story to be a hoax. Join the over 30,000 physicists, chemists, and engineers that have requested a new investigation into this event. You are not being told the truth and a small handful of war-profiteers are counting on you to keep eating the s!&* the government is feeding you. Do your own investigation. Time the collapse of the buildings. Use the formula for a body falling via gravity. The building fell at free fall speed and there is only one way that can happen - the entire support structure of the buildings were shattered at the same time. Ask yourself - Can a diesel fire cause structural steel to completely collapse?I've heard that before, and I think it's accounted for. I read somewhere that it was found that the buildings weren't nearly as sturdy as they were supposed to be. In other words, lazy builders.
Also, you're not accounting for the large impact that preceded the fire.
Yeah, you're probably right. My "wait. I think I've heard something about this. Must mindlessly join discussion" reflex kicked in. Sorry.
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Ask yourself - Can a diesel fire cause structural steel to completely collapse?
I don't think that is relevant, considering the Boeing 767 doesn't run on diesel fuel.
Could we please excercise some tact on the thread. Regardless of what you think happened, the point is people died horribly and it changed the world and peoples lives.
There is one thing I am thankful for: in todays disillusioned society, for one brief instant we got to see how people really act in a crisis and what real heroes are.
I am thankful for all those who lay their life on the line to save others.
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A man once wrote a book, in which he laid bare the following theory. A lie repeated often enough will become accepted as the truth. A basic knowledge of physics and hydrocarbon burn cycles proves the government story to be a hoax. Join the over 30,000 physicists, chemists, and engineers that have requested a new investigation into this event. You are not being told the truth and a small handful of war-profiteers are counting on you to keep eating the s!&* the government is feeding you. Do your own investigation. Time the collapse of the buildings. Use the formula for a body falling via gravity. The building fell at free fall speed and there is only one way that can happen - the entire support structure of the buildings were shattered at the same time. Ask yourself - Can a diesel fire cause structural steel to completely collapse?I've heard that before, and I think it's accounted for. I read somewhere that it was found that the buildings weren't nearly as sturdy as they were supposed to be. In other words, lazy builders.
Also, you're not accounting for the large impact that preceded the fire.
Two things. First aviation fuel is not diesel, it actually burns much hotter. Second, on April 29, 2007 a diesel tanker caught fire in Oakland California and the heat collapsed an overpass bridge which had the same type of structural steel and concrete as the Twin Towers.
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Columbus Ohio,
I was at work, taking customer service calls.
The net was nuts (not surprising) but when I heard the pentegon got hit, I pounded my way to my yahoo mail to mail a friend who's daughter frequently worked at the pentegon.
I got back an e-mail saying she'd talked to her last night, and a most inapropriate dream to read on a work computer. I realized she hadn't heard yet either.
Fortunately Sissy wasn't at the Pentegon. When I got home, I got an e-mail that started 'Sissy's fine. You must think I'm the biggest b%#%* in the world..."
I'm not the military type. My little brother served over there, and I know there are things that he's seen and done that I can't imagine. I support the troops at home as I can. To try to compare our men and women in uniform to the animals who slaughter innocents is beneath contempt.
I'm glad to here that your friend's daughter was alright. Saddly I was not so lucky. I lost a very good friend that day, one who went through both basic and Bosnia with me. It's something I don't talk about often, even in discussions like this.
Edit: He was the type that would appreciate the irony of dying at a desk after surviving a hellhole like Bosnia though.
Or Trolling. With respect, Michael, I suggest just ignoring him.
Agreed... :)
I was living about 25 miles away from the Washington, DC. I woke up early that day and worked out. I was smoking in my room when I got a call from my mom, she told me to put on the news. There were images of WTC, the first plane had struck. I remember telling her that happened eight years ago, didn't it? Then they showed the Pentagon, and I told her I would call her back.
My roommate and his family were there and we watched the 2nd tower get hit. A friend of mine called, she was at work and she asked if I would go to her house to make sure her daughter was OK. Her daughter had the great idea of calling the police. I explained to the officer that I had been in the Navy, and had been out for a year. We talked for about 10 minutes before he left.
Later that day, I was outside with a few of her neighbors when two jets flew overhead. I said Air Force One was coming, and sure enough, a few minutes later it did. I even pointed out the AWACS that trails it.
It was just a surreal, horrible day.
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When the second plane it I was moved to tears, and when the plane hit the Pentagon I knew exactly what was happening. I still cry everytime I watch the footage.
Ditto. Very much a ditto.
I was at Fort Lewis, WA. I went to Physical Training that morning (A Co, 1/23 Infantry) with no idea what was happening. We finished the workout and I was all gross as sweaty, and some of the guys and the 1SG were talking about something, but I didn't pick up on what. Jumped in the car, drove to my post quarters, turned on the news (without seeing what was happening) and made a coffee. Walked back out and promptly dropped it.
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You have my sympathies David. It's all I can offer, because I can't imagine how it feels/felt.
I remember the sureality of the following days. The (now ex-)wife and I were travelling to Iowa that next week. Seeing no contrails, driving past airports full of grounded planes, it was clear the world had changed.
I was in my first period Italian class, second-to-last year of high school. Shortly after we started, someone came to tell il professore to turn on the tv to the news. We spent the whole day just watching the tv and talking about it. My english teacher at the time introduced us to the symbolic reasoning behind it, since conventional reasoning doesn't apply when you consider mass murder a means to your political ends. I don't think we quite understood, we were just kind of numb. This was about two years before I moved to NYC for art school, a year before my older sister moved there (thank god).
I just couldn't grasp it. I knew it was important, but I didn't know how to feel and I didn't know what I could do or what it really meant. I remember that the local news in CT talked to people that escaped on the ferry, people that were actually there, emotions just layed out as they told the whole story.
Now that I've lived and worked in New York, it's always on my mind somewhere back there. A friend that worked near Wall Street told me that she gauged the terror threat level (remember the color coded bars?) by whether or not there was a riot cop with a machine gun standing on the curb when she got off the bus. I kind of take a similar approach; cops in the Times Square subway terminal with automatics and vests? High-threat day. K-9 unit, National Guard? Medium. Beat cops and National Guard? Normal. Sometimes I chafe at it, wondering at whether it's a practical measure or just a psychological one. Someone sat at a desk and decided,"This is how we respond." But at the same time, I never complain when they check my bag before I get on the subway (though another friend of mine did; in her defense, they stopped her four times consecutively before she realized that it was only because she had big boobs. The cops didn't give her trouble after she called them on it) and I have to say that today I did feel better seeing NYPD all over the Grand Central Terminal and on the trains. Because I take the trains at rush hour every day, where there's so many people on top of each other that you can barely breathe and I catch myself thinking,"This is it. This is where the next one happens." I'm falling asleep on the ride home and I smell something strange like ammonia and it jolts me awake and I just think,"This could be it." But the other passengers aren't alarmed and I can breathe fine, so I chalk it up as that unique blend of paranoia and nebbishness unique to James M. Keegan.
I didn't have any first hand experience with the apocalyptic solidarity following the event, but I (like every other New Yorker, which is what I consider myself now) continue to live with the after effects. If the highjackers' goal was to change us, then they succeeded. But I like to believe that we were changed for the better, which means they didn't succeed the way they intended. For a short time we were brothers and sisters with common cause and how often does that happen?
I hope that this doesn't become a day for open wounds and political bludgeons. I hope that today becomes a day when we remember service and that short-lived recognition that we're all in this together, misfit nation of immigrants that we are. Misfit world of almost-monkeys that we are.
Sorry. Too long. And I dragged evolution into it. Take that!
My radio functioned as my alarm clock, so when I woke that morning I shrugged off the typical sensational rantings of the local shock jock carrying on about some incident in New York. I wrote off the few garbled bits of story heard as I brushed my teeth and tossed on my work uniform. I assumed the news being reported was nothing more than the usual dramatized rating driven frenzy. I flipped off the radio, left my apartment, and drove to work with a CD in the player. When I arrived at work, I found the staff of the normally packed automotive shop I labored at huddled around the TV staring at the image of one of the towers collapsing. There was a lone Mercedes hanging in bay one with two of the wheels discarded on the ground and for once the customer didn't care that we didn't seem to be in any hurry to finish his car.
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For anyone who thinks this is a political discussion thread:
Jesus f@~~ing Christ. What the f+*!, seriously. This is a place to share your own personal memories, not some motherf!*$ing bully pulpit to espouse your own radical beliefs, nor somewhere to condemn anyone else's opinion.
If you people think that the attack on New York was a conspiracy perpetrated by the United States, keep on thinking that, or whatever the f##% you want to think. Don't try to push it on anyone else, not here. The same goes for anyone who tries to impose any f~&!ing opinion on everyone else.
I don't care if you're a liberal, a conservative, a communist, a crazy Australian, I DON'T GIVE A SINGLE SOLITARY F*@&. If you want to talk f$~@ing politics, take it somewhere else. You're acting like vicious, vindictive, petty little children, and it makes me sick.
You have my sympathies David. It's all I can offer, because I can't imagine how it feels/felt.
I remember the sureality of the following days. The (now ex-)wife and I were travelling to Iowa that next week. Seeing no contrails, driving past airports full of grounded planes, it was clear the world had changed.
Near DFW airport, one of the busiest airports in the world, it was a truly disturbing night following the attack.
The sky, once full of the distant comforting roar of jet-powered fireflies, was occupied only by the stars, slowly marching in mournful silence.
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I was out at PT (physical training) when the first tower was hit. We'd suspended normal operations; the post was on complete lockdown almost immediately. We just hung around the dayrooms, watching the news.
Speculation was rampant. No one really knew anything right at first; it took a few hours for the reports to start making sense, for Al Qaeda to release a statement, for the pieces to fall into place. And the rest, as they say, was history.
Seven years, four long deployments, and innumerable short tours later, on this day, all I have is a toast: To Fallen Comrades.
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You have my sympathies David. It's all I can offer, because I can't imagine how it feels/felt.
I remember the sureality of the following days. The (now ex-)wife and I were travelling to Iowa that next week. Seeing no contrails, driving past airports full of grounded planes, it was clear the world had changed.
Near DFW airport, one of the busiest airports in the world, it was a truly disturbing night following the attack.
The sky, once full of the distant comforting roar of jet-powered fireflies, was occupied only by the stars, slowly marching in mournful silence.
My dad was in the Boston airport the morning of the attack. He says that all he remembers is just plane after plane coming in to land, people flooding in through the terminals.
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Preparing for my 3rd wedding anniversary. Planned on hitting the beach, eating a nice dinner etc... Instead I spent the day watching the news in horror and weeping when the tower collapsed because I knew there was a huge loss of life.
Yup, my wedding day is the same as the most horrible day in recent history for the US.
Luckily we had to have a small religious service to 'officially' get married on Sept. 10th so the priest could do the big party wedding on the 11th at our chosen locale, so we tend to try to celebrate on that day instead.
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Preparing for my 3rd wedding anniversary. Planned on hitting the beach, eating a nice dinner etc... Instead I spent the day watching the news in horror and weeping when the tower collapsed because I knew there was a huge loss of life.
Yup, my wedding day is the same as the most horrible day in recent history for the US.
Luckily we had to have a small religious service to 'officially' get married on Sept. 10th so the priest could do the big party wedding on the 11th at our chosen locale, so we tend to try to celebrate on that day instead.
Today is my friend Miranda's birthday.
I'll bet that her thirteenth birthday party really sucked.
Preparing for my 3rd wedding anniversary. Planned on hitting the beach, eating a nice dinner etc... Instead I spent the day watching the news in horror and weeping when the tower collapsed because I knew there was a huge loss of life.
Yup, my wedding day is the same as the most horrible day in recent history for the US.
Luckily we had to have a small religious service to 'officially' get married on Sept. 10th so the priest could do the big party wedding on the 11th at our chosen locale, so we tend to try to celebrate on that day instead.
Happy anniversary, Fakey! Sorry that it had to fall on this day.
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When the second plane it I was moved to tears, and when the plane hit the Pentagon I knew exactly what was happening. I still cry everytime I watch the footage.Ditto. Very much a ditto.
I was at Fort Lewis, WA. I went to Physical Training that morning (A Co, 1/23 Infantry) with no idea what was happening. We finished the workout and I was all gross as sweaty, and some of the guys and the 1SG were talking about something, but I didn't pick up on what. Jumped in the car, drove to my post quarters, turned on the news (without seeing what was happening) and made a coffee. Walked back out and promptly dropped it.
I think the scariest thing was the hour or two after the Pentagon crash. It was all one could do but wonder "When is this going to stop?"
I mean, at the time it was easy to think it was possible for them to try for dozens, if not hundreds, of flights and targets. Reasonably such a plan would have failed, as something would have been caught, but still - at the time, with emotions high it was easy to start wondering.
Back then I had this small handheld tv which I had taken to work mostly because there something on later on that day.
I had the tv on but with the sound down as I was ringing a shop where i could order second hand games you know the sort that was normally unavailable to buy from a games shop and whilst I was talking to him I noticed a news sequence which showed a plane crashing into the Twin Towers, I don't even remember if it was the first or even second one only that it had struck.
My reaction was to ask the guy I was talking to whether something had happened to the Twin Towers as I explained what I was seeing on the tv, he openly asked if I was joking, needless to say I didn't believe what I was seeing and to this day wished I had imagined it.
Take care and all the best
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When the second plane it I was moved to tears, and when the plane hit the Pentagon I knew exactly what was happening. I still cry everytime I watch the footage.Ditto. Very much a ditto.
I was at Fort Lewis, WA. I went to Physical Training that morning (A Co, 1/23 Infantry) with no idea what was happening. We finished the workout and I was all gross as sweaty, and some of the guys and the 1SG were talking about something, but I didn't pick up on what. Jumped in the car, drove to my post quarters, turned on the news (without seeing what was happening) and made a coffee. Walked back out and promptly dropped it.
Yeah, I know how that feels. I was in tech school at Lackland Air Force Base when the 1993 attack on the WTC happened. The first clue we had that something had happened was when we got back to the Barracks and saw that we had dropped to Threatcon Delta. I rushed up to my dorm room and turned on my television and they were going on about how someone had bombed the WTC.
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People! Some respect, please. If you've been following any of my posts in the McCain Change thread, you'll probably gather I'm a pretty hard core liberal and probably agree with you more than I don't. But, dudes, please! This is NOT the thread for this discssion. Start a new one.
That I can agree on...not the place for personal attacks, politics or conspiracy theory.
Thinking back: I didnt call my mother because she needed her sleep and would find out next morning. The meal I cooked became increasingly tasteless and I think I lost my sense of taste for the month that followed. I watched all night into the next day, and didnt go to work.