Here is an interesting article.
I'm not sure how to approach this particular topic, so much of what happened seems suspect and that makes it hard to get a good grounding, I think this is important because there are no answers.
I remember where I was when I saw what happened on 11/9 (sorry not 9/11, I'm an Aussie) I was watching a documentary on Muhammed Ali on ABC (I think it was sometime around midnight) and some script came accross the bottom ot the screen, it said that a plane had it the WTC. I thought "wow, that sucks" I was thinking that some little Piper Cherokee had hit one of the towers (which I climbed when I was 14), so I kept watching the Ali docco when, all of a sudden, the screen changed to an image of the WTC and one was on fire, I thought "Fuck", then about 10 seconds after the image came on another plane hit the other tower, I thought "Holy Fuck!!!".
I will say a this point that I had had a few cabernets and about three joints, so I was pretty numb. It was a very strange feeling being numb and suddenly something that is not a drug makes you even more numb. After I saw that plane hit I couldn't move for about 5 minutes until I remembered that Uncle John lives in New York. I ran upstairs into Mum and Dad's room and turned on their telly (I was living at home at this time, I remember Dad looked a bit pissed when I ran into the room and woke him up) The thing I remember most was the look on Mums face when she realized what was happening (I'm not sure of a word that can describe horror, distress, worry, fear, terror, sadness, understanding and not understanding. I think closest I ever saw her face look like that was when Princess Diana was killed).
What happened that day? I don't know, but there are a fuck-load of questions.
Friday, March 31, 2006
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