9-11-01

[BYH]

Sorry for the double post, but I'm wondering if anyone else is feeling more blue and fuzzy today than last year or the year before. I don't think it's just me. I had to be out early today and I was listening to one of the NYC radio stations, which was devoting almost the entire morning show to talking about 9/11. The DJ said this year was more difficult than the last couple.

I can't really explain it, except to think that maybe this is something we're still processing. I was thinking today that I didn't really comprehend it as it happened...maybe I was in some sort of shock and I was focusing all my efforts on getting thru each day. I remember my wife crying at church the Sunday after the attacks and me wondering why I wasn't crying. I was shocked and saddened and furious and I couldn't sleep at night and I woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach for months afterward, but there were no tears.

Or maybe I'm surprised by how fresh and raw it still feels seven years later...and mad when people don't understand why we still feel so vulnerable at this time of year. Or maybe it's sadness and anger as we near the end of the Bush Error and so many of us feel as if 2,998 people died in vain.

And for my money, the greatest live performance...ever. Anywhere.



Check out the exact time the last note is played. Can't be a coincidence.

 

[Beaker]

BYH, Bruce's songs are always the ones I think of too, practically the whole of "The Rising," including the title track and songs like "You're Missing." I think of 9/11 every time I hear the album.

 

[BYH]

It was tough to limit her to just one song, since most of the album--even the upbeat songs--is a response to 9/11.

In 50 years, people will still be listening to that to get an idea of what it was like in the aftermath.

 

[Beaker]

Even though it's apparently about Asbury Park, I always think of "My City of Ruins:"

There's a blood red circle
on the cold dark ground
and the rain is falling down
The church doors blown open
I can hear the organ's song
But the congregation's gone

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Now the sweet veils of mercy
drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner
like scattered leaves
The bordered up windows
The hustlers and thieves
While my brother's down on his knees

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Come on rise up!
Come on rise up!

Now there's tears on the pillow
darling where we slept
and you took my heart when you left
without your sweet kiss
my soul is lost, my friend
Now tell me how do I begin again?

My city's in ruins
My city's in ruins

Now with these hands
I pray Lord
with these hands
for the strength Lord
with these hands
for the faith Lord
with these hands
I pray Lord
with these hands
for the strength Lord
with these hands
for the faith Lord
with these hands

Come on rise up!
Come on rise up!
Rise up

 

[NDub]

Sorry for the double post, but I'm wondering if anyone else is feeling more blue and fuzzy today than last year or the year before. I don't think it's just me. I had to be out early today and I was listening to one of the NYC radio stations, which was devoting almost the entire morning show to talking about 9/11. The DJ said this year was more difficult than the last couple.

I can't really explain it, except to think that maybe this is something we're still processing. I was thinking today that I didn't really comprehend it as it happened...maybe I was in some sort of shock and I was focusing all my efforts on getting thru each day. I remember my wife crying at church the Sunday after the attacks and me wondering why I wasn't crying. I was shocked and saddened and furious and I couldn't sleep at night and I woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach for months afterward, but there were no tears.

Or maybe I'm surprised by how fresh and raw it still feels seven years later...and mad when people don't understand why we still feel so vulnerable at this time of year. Or maybe it's sadness and anger as we near the end of the Bush Error and so many of us feel as if 2,998 people died in vain.

And for my money, the greatest live performance...ever. Anywhere.



Check out the exact time the last note is played. Can't be a coincidence.

Yeah, today's anniversery does feel a little different. I've been down all day. Cried twice - once watching United 93 and next watching the Clydesdales. Always misty eyed during the bell ringing and name reading, but never tears.

It's weird - I remember that day clearly, yet I don't have much recollection of what I've done in each of the past six anniverseries. I pull out United 93 one time a year and it's always 9/11. That's what I remember specifically about each subsequent date. Maybe that's why this year is gloomy.

I saw 'The Who' video. That's nuts.

 

[BYH]

Even though it's apparently about Asbury Park, I always think of "My City of Ruins:"

There's a blood red circle
on the cold dark ground
and the rain is falling down
The church doors blown open
I can hear the organ's song
But the congregation's gone

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Now the sweet veils of mercy
drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner
like scattered leaves
The bordered up windows
The hustlers and thieves
While my brother's down on his knees

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Come on rise up!
Come on rise up!

Now there's tears on the pillow
darling where we slept
and you took my heart when you left
without your sweet kiss
my soul is lost, my friend
Now tell me how do I begin again?

My city's in ruins
My city's in ruins

Now with these hands
I pray Lord
with these hands
for the strength Lord
with these hands
for the faith Lord
with these hands
I pray Lord
with these hands
for the strength Lord
with these hands
for the faith Lord
with these hands

Come on rise up!
Come on rise up!
Rise up

I mentioned that to my wife last night...that everyone thinks "My City of Ruins" is about 9/11, but it's actually not. It works, though.

The imagery he evokes in "The Rising" and "Into The Fire" still amazes me.

 

[Huggy]

I hadn't seen this story until I found it in a Reader's Digest my mother-in-law had left at the house last year. Inspirational stuff.

The Newfies are the greatest people in the world. Never met one yet who wouldn't give you the shirt off his back.

http://www.readersdigest.ca/mag/2002/10/strangers.html

 

[mustangj17]

In my high school math class. Our teacher wouldn't let us watch the television because we had a lesson on polynomials. Looking back on it, those polynomials weren't so important. She was the only teacher throughout those next two weeks that didn't let us watch anything on television about 9/11. Strange. We didn't do any work for the first month of school basically. It was ridiculous. We had a lot of lebaneese kids and Iraqi's at or school so we also had these assemblies every week about loving your neighbor and not performing hate crimes. Then the Yugoslavians and Arabic cliques got in their annual riot behind the school one day and everyone was like ooooooo 9-11 backlash.

 

[mustangj17]

I hadn't seen this story until I found it in a Reader's Digest my mother-in-law had left at the house last year. Inspirational stuff.

The Newfies are the greatest people in the world. Never met one yet who wouldn't give you the shirt off his back.

http://www.readersdigest.ca/mag/2002/10/strangers.html

I can't imagine being a pilot knowing that planes are being hijacked left and right and knowing you have to keep this information to yourself as your divert your plane.

 

[kingcreole]

In my high school math class. Our teacher wouldn't let us watch the television because we had a lesson on polynomials. Looking back on it, those polynomials weren't so important.

I was set to cover a cross country meet and volleyball quad that night. My editor phoned me early in the afternoon and said, "Stay home tonight. There are more important things going on right now than volleyball and running."

I also resented the schools who kept their events as scheduled on 9-11-01. They said it was to keep things as normal as possible. For ****'s sake, it was anything but a normal day. No matter what you tried to do that day, your head wasn't into anything else.

 

[KG]

Sorry for the double post, but I'm wondering if anyone else is feeling more blue and fuzzy today than last year or the year before. I don't think it's just me. I had to be out early today and I was listening to one of the NYC radio stations, which was devoting almost the entire morning show to talking about 9/11. The DJ said this year was more difficult than the last couple.

I can't really explain it, except to think that maybe this is something we're still processing. I was thinking today that I didn't really comprehend it as it happened...maybe I was in some sort of shock and I was focusing all my efforts on getting thru each day. I remember my wife crying at church the Sunday after the attacks and me wondering why I wasn't crying. I was shocked and saddened and furious and I couldn't sleep at night and I woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach for months afterward, but there were no tears.

Or maybe I'm surprised by how fresh and raw it still feels seven years later...and mad when people don't understand why we still feel so vulnerable at this time of year. Or maybe it's sadness and anger as we near the end of the Bush Error and so many of us feel as if 2,998 people died in vain.

And for my money, the greatest live performance...ever. Anywhere.



Check out the exact time the last note is played. Can't be a coincidence.

It feels more painful to me, as opposed to the last few years, because right now I feel that our country is more divided than it has been in a long time. Lately (and I mean the last couple of years, not just with the election) everything seems to be the democrats pitted against the republicans and vice versa.

The Legislative, Executive and Judicial branches of government are pitted against one another like the "jocks," the "potheads" and the "band geeks" in high school. It's disgusting how they cannot work together for this country, because they are too damn busy with their heads up their butts about when to finally sit down and hammer the solutions out and get started on them.

Even here, you can't go through a single thread in the politics forum without finding one or the other becoming enraged with the other over the way they personally believe. It always turns into a pissing match.

On Sept. 11, 2001, this country was strongly united, now we are a far cry from that unison.

The thing that keeps running through my mind is, "United we stand, divided we fall." We as a country allow our political differences to cause such outrage among one another that I personally feel like we are running in the direction of divided and could easily fall flat on our face in the near future.

That kind of separation hurts emotionally, especially knowing how united we were after this devastating tragedy.

 

[imjustagirl]

I hadn't seen this story until I found it in a Reader's Digest my mother-in-law had left at the house last year. Inspirational stuff.

The Newfies are the greatest people in the world. Never met one yet who wouldn't give you the shirt off his back.

http://www.readersdigest.ca/mag/2002/10/strangers.html

That's awesome.

 

[User 1019]

My FIL woke me up before work in Natchez.

 

[Baron Scicluna]

I will add this: Reading some of your comments, I am very, very glad and grateful that I was out of high school that day.

I don't think I would have forgiven any teachers or otherwise who tried to keep the TVs off or ignored the news out of some sense of ... I don't know. The most world-changing event of our lifetimes ... ignored? The mind boggles.

Yeah, it seems like the best real world education you could have. Showing what's going on in our world.

The only reason I think why teachers may not have wanted to say anything is the same reason why Washington Redskins owner George Preston Marshall didn't want to announce the attack on Pearl Harbor during his team's game with the Eagles on Dec. 7, 1941. Marshall later said that he wanted the fans to have a couple more hours of normalcy before their world changed.

And thinking back to 9/11, one other thing that I remember was feeling pretty bad about the world, but suddenly feeling very reassured when Tony Blair made his first speech, declaring his outrage over the attacks and noting his country's solidarity with the U.S. It felt good, knowing that our country had at least one friend in its moment of need. Naturally, a lot of other countries followed suit.

 

[2muchcoffeeman]

The History Channel is running a documentary called "102 Minutes That Changed America" right now ... lot of raw news video with ambient sound and police and fire radio feeds overlaid.

 

[ArnoldBabar]

MSNBC is replaying its real-time coverage again right now (at least on the West Coast). Fascinating stuff.

 

[KYSportsWriter]

We're not far from Standiford Field in Louisville, and it was extremely odd not seeing any planes in the sky for several days.

And being close to Fort Knox, the only aircraft we saw were military planes and choppers canvassing the area.

 

[ArnoldBabar]

Right now they MSNBC is showing a reporter on the street covering scores of firefighters headed toward the towers. And many of them are headed to their doom. Absolutely ****ing chilling.

 

[Tom Petty]

Sorry for the double post, but I'm wondering if anyone else is feeling more blue and fuzzy today than last year or the year before. I don't think it's just me. I had to be out early today and I was listening to one of the NYC radio stations, which was devoting almost the entire morning show to talking about 9/11. The DJ said this year was more difficult than the last couple.

I can't really explain it, except to think that maybe this is something we're still processing. I was thinking today that I didn't really comprehend it as it happened...maybe I was in some sort of shock and I was focusing all my efforts on getting thru each day. I remember my wife crying at church the Sunday after the attacks and me wondering why I wasn't crying. I was shocked and saddened and furious and I couldn't sleep at night and I woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach for months afterward, but there were no tears.

Or maybe I'm surprised by how fresh and raw it still feels seven years later...and mad when people don't understand why we still feel so vulnerable at this time of year. Or maybe it's sadness and anger as we near the end of the Bush Error and so many of us feel as if 2,998 people died in vain.

And for my money, the greatest live performance...ever. Anywhere.



Check out the exact time the last note is played. Can't be a coincidence.

It feels more painful to me, as opposed to the last few years, because right now I feel that our country is more divided than it has been in a long time. Lately (and I mean the last couple of years, not just with the election) everything seems to be the democrats pitted against the republicans and vice versa.

The Legislative, Executive and Judicial branches of government are pitted against one another like the "jocks," the "potheads" and the "band geeks" in high school. It's disgusting how they cannot work together for this country, because they are too damn busy with their heads up their butts about when to finally sit down and hammer the solutions out and get started on them.

Even here, you can't go through a single thread in the politics forum without finding one or the other becoming enraged with the other over the way they personally believe. It always turns into a pissing match.

On Sept. 11, 2001, this country was strongly united, now we are a far cry from that unison.

The thing that keeps running through my mind is, "United we stand, divided we fall." We as a country allow our political differences to cause such outrage among one another that I personally feel like we are running in the direction of divided and could easily fall flat on our face in the near future.

That kind of separation hurts emotionally, especially knowing how united we were after this devastating tragedy.

oh, we need to admit that we lost 9-11. we lost ... big time.

we were told to move on and act as though we always did to prove "they didn't win."


well guess what? they did win. life is no where close to the same.

 

[Madhavok]

Watching the coverage on MSNBC and it is very chilling (as Babar pointed out). I was sleeping in, about to wake up when my roommate's father called and only said, 'Turn on the TV'. I asked what channel and he said, 'It doesn't matter.'
I don't think my roommate and I left our dorm all day as we were glued to the television.