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One of the strangest things to have happened in this very strange world.
ReplyDeleteAs anyone, I believe, I vividly remember that day.
ReplyDeleteA choc for millions of individuals who witnessed it almost live through worldwide TV news and Internet feeds.
I was at work speaking to a customer over the phone. His TV was on when the program was interrupted by that 'breaking news'. I remember I immediately switched to the CNN website where I saw the videos running in circle. A couple of minutes later all my staff was staring at their screens, and the mix of our feelings was 'emptying' the air, making it so thick we couldn't say anything. Was it me or my client who hang up first? I don't recall. Later on I eventually - and foolishly - wrapped the feelings I had into metaphors such as David vs Goliath or Achille's Heel, but it did not help dealing me with the thought of so many innocent people dying that day.
Yes, I remember.
uptonking - Absolutely.
ReplyDeleteBatRedneck - I, too, watched it endlessly. And cried for the innocent people. Your metaphors were very apropos.
Much like the day of the Kennedy Assassination, 9/11 was yet another day when the timeline we were on branched off and here we are.
ReplyDeleteI had left my TV on at lunch time and came in from the garden to switch it off and saw the picture of the north tower burning. I sat down, still in my wellies, and watched the whole tragedy unfold over the next three hours. Tears were streaming down my cheeks at the sheer enormity of it all.
ReplyDeleteAnd the "ripple effect" is still with us today.
Mark Alexander - Yes, here we are.
ReplyDeleteAnon@7:23am - Unfortunately, it is.
I was on a construction site that morning. One of the office guys showed up to tell us what happened and to take the rest of the day off. Hearing the horrifying news I had two thoughts. First How could they do this to New York, the city I loved and lived in for 10 years. The second thought was I hope they didn't just let it happen. 20 years later, I still wonder if Cheney and Rumsfeld let it happen to get their agenda through. Pretty much every Western country had baggage checks and better airport security starting in the mid 80's to prevent fatal hijackings. The USA resisted because of "personal freedoms". 20 years and it still breaks my heart.
ReplyDeleteRad - All of it was very horrific. And leave it to the turd to make it about himself.
ReplyDeleteJeff - Yeah, that "personal freedom" crap is killing us.
And let us all remember this: 9/11/01 and 1/06/21. No difference. NO DIFFERENCE. NO FUCKING DIFFERENCE!!!!! Our democratic system of government, our principles, our sovereignty was attacked. Although the scope of the carnage and damage was different, the intent was the same. We past and present members of the armed forces and ALL government employees remember the part of our oath to our country that entrusts us all to preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States against ALL enemies, foreign AND domestic. If all the guilty parties, the shit for brains president, the politicians and insurrectionists that supported him are not in every way held accountable for their actions and what transpired, we will be witnesses to a tragedy like these again Never forget. NEVER FORGET. NEVER FUCKING FORGET!!!!!
ReplyDeleteMy story is similar. I was at work at JCPenney, the T.V. was on in the breakroom, the news of this started filtering up from downstairs. The store grew silent and customers quietly started leaving the store. Eventually we closed and returned to our homes to play and replay the horrific scenes into the evening. I went into an emotional slump, crawled into bed and cried on and off for the next three days. I did not eat, could not get out of bed and felt like a heavy weight was on my chest, pinning me to the bed. This will sound weird but I came to realize that the perceived weight was the 3000+ people who perished that day, their souls or whatever was left of them had inhabited my body and couldn't find where they needed to go. Not making any of this up guys, their presence in me was palpable. At the end of the three days I somehow released them from this temporary waystation inside me and sent them on their way to their final destination. The next day seemed better and the meaning of all this clearer and I retuned to work. I've held this in me for a long time and needed to get this out. Thank you for understanding and I hope all that experienced this emotional trauma have also healed.
Milleson - Thank you for sharing your heartfelt story. It was a difficult time for many of us. I'm glad you were able to release the pain and carry on.
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