Remembering Nine-Eleven

Remembering 9/11...

8 years ago from today, our two World Trade Centers went down. Here in New York, a remembrance ceremony is being held where the Twin Towers once stood.

Please take time to remember this day and the families that loss loved ones.

 

Moved to "Miscellaneous Discussion".

 

You do know it was a cover-up about what really happened.

Twenty Minutes with the President

 

Can we save this type of debate for other threads. Whether it was a cover up or not, isn't the purpose of this thread or any other moment of silence. The fact is REAL people lost their lives that day. Have some respect and class for those people who did lose their lives and keep garbage out of stuff like this.

People who throw the government conspiracy argument out during this time are classless bottom feeding scum bags that add no credibility to their argument either for or against.

 

Fed up with these threads... everyone forum I go on has one of these.

It's in the past. So leave it there.

 

We're not going to discuss the various theories and propaganda that people have chosen to believe in. This thread was created with the intention of paying respect to those who tragically lost their lives due to these events. Please, let's keep it on track.

 

Never said I didn't feel any less of those who lost their lives that day. It was a horrible experience for those people.

 

* In this thread, that is.

Just thought I'd clarify.


Anyways, yes, the least we can do is take a moment to remember those who lost their lives, and honor those who risked theirs to save others.

 

Never Forget, The Ones Who Were Lost. Never Forget, The Ones Who Gave Selflessly. Never Forget, The Brave Passengers Who Diverted Those Who Meant Harm. Never Forget, America Is Strong, Despite What Happens. Take A Moment To Cherish Your Lives, Your J...ob, Your Loved Ones. Attend A Memorial, Say A Prayer. But Above All, Never Forget.


Posted on my Facebook today.

Then don't read or post in them. Honestly, 2,000+ people lost their lives, and people want to give their condolences/prayers/what-nots. If you don't want to pay your respects, then don't go near the threads. End of story.

Bottom line is, that had no business here whatsoever. Completely off-topic.

People, please don't post in threads like these if it's counter-productive or blatantly offensive.

 

I can hear fireworks going off right now as if it is supposed to be a celebration...weird.

 

Yeah, let's leave MLK Jr's birthday, president's day, Christmas, Thanksgiving, every major holiday in the past while we're at it, ok?
Sound ridiculous, it is.
9/11 was a very catastrophic day in the U.S. and deserves to be remembered and celebrated as if it was.

Celebration is a part of rememberance. Everyone remembers things in their own way, some would choose to forget it, some would choose to celebrate the life of those that lost their lives, some would choose to be somber about it.

Either way, this day definitely should never be forgotten, at least if you're a U.S. citizen.

 

It's not about celebrating; it's about remembering, honoring, and creating awareness.

 

Are you sure it's not Guy Fawkes Day over there?

I still remember almost everything about that day.

I got home from work at about 6:30am and watched TV for a while. Then I decided to do my college homework after a bit, and I turned my TV off.

When I was done with my homework, I turned the TV back on and Manhattan was burning!!! I recognized it even with the towers gone (but at the same time didn't make the connection!).

I called my brother and that's when I found out that it was most likely Bin Laden.

The rest of the day I spent in shock.

The other thing I didn't notice that day I finally did notice in the afternoon...no planes! Well, it was when a military plane flew over that I realized that I hadn't heard any other planes all day.

It's impossible for me to imagine what it was like for those people who were stuck in the towers before they fell.

There is another tragedy that happened after 9/11, and that's that the spirit of cooperation around this country disappeared merely weeks after that fateful day.

We're more divided now than we ever had been before.

 

Bryce, that article is fictitious.

SEPTEMBER 1, 1939 by W.H. Auden


I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.

Accurate scholarship can
Unearth the whole offence
From Luther until now
That has driven a culture mad,
Find what occurred at Linz,
What huge imago made
A psychopathic god:
I and the public know
What all schoolchildren learn,
Those to whom evil is done
Do evil in return.

Exiled Thucydides knew
All that a speech can say
About Democracy,
And what dictators do,
The elderly rubbish they talk
To an apathetic grave;
Analysed all in his book,
The enlightenment driven away,
The habit-forming pain,
Mismanagement and grief:
We must suffer them all again.

Into this neutral air
Where blind skyscrapers use
Their full height to proclaim
The strength of Collective Man,
Each language pours its vain
Competitive excuse:
But who can live for long
In an euphoric dream;
Out of the mirror they stare,
Imperialism's face
And the international wrong.

Faces along the bar
Cling to their average day:
The lights must never go out,
The music must always play,
All the conventions conspire
To make this fort assume
The furniture of home;
Lest we should see where we are,
Lost in a haunted wood,
Children afraid of the night
Who have never been happy or good.

The windiest militant trash
Important Persons shout
Is not so crude as our wish:
What mad Nijinsky wrote
About Diaghilev
Is true of the normal heart;
For the error bred in the bone
Of each woman and each man
Craves what it cannot have,
Not universal love
But to be loved alone.

From the conservative dark
Into the ethical life
The dense commuters come,
Repeating their morning vow;
'I will be true to the wife,
I'll concentrate more on my work,'
And helpless governors wake
To resume their compulsory game:
Who can release them now,
Who can reach the dead,
Who can speak for the dumb?

All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die.

Defenseless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.

 

Well, that was inevitable, given our political situation. That's a whole different topic, though.

 

Thought about that day several times this day.

The loss of life was terrible, and how it was lost, and the loss of so many who were there to help and rescue others.

But there were also many things to be thankful for ... so very many people who did get out of the buildings, both civilians and rescue workers who helped others, the great volunteer effort afterwards. And even the way New Yorkers have shown strength and resilience in the aftermath of the attack on their city. Some people have made something good come out of tragedy, even though nothing makes up for what was lost that day.

 

yes, it is, and let's leave it at that.