September 11, 2001 – 8:46 a.m. Eastern
Where were you?
At 8:46 a.m. in New York on September 11, 2001, the first airplane hit the World Trade Center North Tower.
I was at my desk in Providence, RI, when I heard the first reports of a “small plane” hitting the World Trade Center. Seemed odd, but not out of the realm of possibility.
Morning news shows interrupted coverage as the murky facts began to emerge.
Slowly, it became clear it was no accident, as the South Tower also was hit (at 31:20 of video below).
And then the Pentagon was hit
And then the unthinkable, the Towers collapsed:
As passengers on United Flight 93 heroically fought to gain access to the cockpit, without success as the hijackers crashed the plane in Shanksville, PA:
My memories are now, as they were then, 9/11/01 and Memory:
Memory is a strange thing.
There are many things I remember about the attacks on 9/11/01: The first announcement when I was at my desk in Providence that a “small plane” had hit the World Trade Center, the announcement of a second “small plane” and then the reality; the collapse of the buildings, something that was unimaginable; the films of people jumping from windows above the flames; and the images of medical staff at St. Vincent’s Hospital and elsewhere who waited for thousands of injured who never appeared because there were so few survivors.
But three things keep coming back to me.
First, the missing persons flyers posted throughout downtown New York City. Whether on walls or held up by relatives on the street, each poster represented grieving families and friends….
Second, the sound of the PASS (Personal Alert Safety System) alarms worn by firemen, whichcontinued chirping after the buildings collapsed, each one representing a life lost. I never have been able to erase that sound from my memory:
Third, the farewell messages from people trapped above the flames or on Flight 93 left onanswering machines of loved ones.
The one I remember most vividly was that of Melissa Harrington Hughes who was visiting New York on business. Melissa did speak to her father, who recounts the events here, and then left this message for her husband who was asleep in San Francisco and didn’t answer the phone in time. When he tried to call her back, the call didn’t go through.
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With the help of the present administration, the terrorists “won”. Gains made in pushing back against Islamic jihadists are gone as we let Islam reload, retool and all of this from within our gates. The establishment of a Caliphate foothold in the Levant, the willful destabilization of Europe ( and the U.S.) from within by allowing hoards of military age (and trained?) Muslim “refugees” into the West shows an amnesia to the events of 9/11, a willful attempt to not only forget and rewrite the past but undo the future as if this was all a mistake that can be overcome with welfare and a blind eye to danger.
“With the help of the present administration, the terrorists “won”.”
They “won” when GWB decided to bring “democracy” to Iraq. We destroyed the Iraqi military in 3 weeks. Terrorists cannot exist at anything other than a nuisance level, without their state sponsors. After Iraq was destroyed, Iran, the #1 state sponsor of terrorism should have been next. Then the Saudi’s, #2 on the terror sponsorship list.
They “won” when we decided (GWB, the republicans, the democrats) that it was more important to monitor every American and to put every American through a useless “security” juggernaut at every airport rather than destroy the regimes that create, fund, and harbor the terrorists.
They “won” when we decided that muslim terrorists should not be called by their name “muslim terrorist”, when we decided to call islam the “religion of peace” (thanks George).
They “won”, in short, because the leadership in place never intended to defeat them. It was used as nothing more than a way to put Americans under ever more authority and control.
The pussie/enemy currently in the WH had nothing to do with that.
Are you ignorant? Or willfully blind? I always wonder.
Remember that? Not a teleprompter in sight.
I remember it well.
14 years later a few puppets are dead. The puppet masters are all still in place and planning the next strike.
I was on my way home from voting in the Republican primary for mayor of NYC. I voted for Herman Badillo, and against that fraud Michael Bloomberg, and was walking home feeling good about myself for having struck a futile blow against the juggernaut. Then they cancelled the election and rescheduled it for two weeks later, which is how I got to vote against Bloomberg three times that year.
Mr. Bloomberg should retire soon.
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