Posted on 09/11/2018 3:02:04 AM PDT by Kaslin
I will never forget the skies that night. I lived in the country where the skies at night were usually filled with stars and uncountable blinking lights of planes heading in every direction. That night there were no blinking lights. You wouldn’t think it would be noticeable, but it was. The skies were motionless and I knew that America had been changed forever.
The quote from this haunting documentary that sticks with me the most .... from the husband of a woman found in the street:
“To be out of the smoke and heat, to be out in the air .... it must have been like flying.”
We went from: “I can hear you, the rest of the world can hear you and the people who knocked these buildings down will hear all of us soon.” to where just about every one of our rights and freedoms all but taken away one by one, every single year since then.
Not to mention the trillions down the drain and the multitudes of American men who have been killed or maimed in the Middle East, and continues to this day.
Meanwhile, “radical” Islam, as the author calls it, is still alive and well.
Many ‘tributes’ this week will omit that it is also the anniversary of tge Benghazi terrorist attack on our embassy.
Democrats and the media lied about it for months to see tgat Barack Obama was safely re-elected.
What difference does it make at this time, anyhow? - sec. of hate Hillary Rotten Clinton
Recall that Barack Obama boasted of the lossless regime change on Libya. His third way.
In the days following we cam together as AMERICANS. Ever since the Left has attacked our unity.
We forgot a long time ago.
On 911 Day we are supposed to remember to do one good deed.
Really now.
Everyone needs to see this post.
Article said “ The gray ashes that covered my friends and neighbors, who spent six hours walking the bridge from Manhattan back home to Staten Island on the day prior”.
Something seriously wrong here, there is no bridge from Manhattan to Staten Island.
“Something seriously wrong here, there is no bridge from Manhattan to Staten Island.”
They probably sold it to the people who believe Governor Cuomo’s nonsense that America was never great.
9/11/2001 -
American hating, rage filled young male muslims attack the USA, destroy iconic skyscrapers and kill 3,000 people.
11/04/2008 -
Americans elect an American hating, rage filled young male muslim as president.
Thank you for posting.
There won’t be any mainstream memories shared. The leftist oligarchy controlling our media and desperate to control our hearts and minds do not want us remembering. We were all Americans, no one was kneeling to diss the flag because some young thuggish kids got slapped around by cops.
But we need to share this. We need to think about it. We need to remember. It’s the only way to prevent it.
Thanks for posting that. Plan to watch it later....
I smelled it, and watched the site continue to burn for three weeks straight too. It was just as she described... smelled like vaporized human flesh with a taste of aluminum to it.
The path would be from Lower Manhattan, over the Brooklyn Bridge or Manhattan Bridge, down the Brooklyn waterline to the Verezano Bridge, and into Staten Island. It’s walkable and not all that far.
Words cannot express. I went to the site two years later, when by that time it was a large hole in the ground with wire fencing around it, to pay my respects, and the silence still hung over it.
I live in Maryland, in an air traffic region that sees a lot of military craft fly over between DC and strategic points north, as well as lots of ordinary air traffic. We are out at the exurban woods line, but there are a dozen highways a few miles away, and at night you can hear lots of proximity-stressed animals in the woods and cargo trains passing in the far distance. But for a couple of days after 9/11, air traffic had been halted and even the roads were voluntarily devehiculated. People who ordinarily lifted voices back and forth with neighbors and children on arriving home after work were quietened. I remember standing in my back yard near the forest, reflecting that I had not "heard" that much silence since the 1950s, in childhood, before superhighways, ubiquitous SUV engines, massive long-haul trucking, a perpetual electrical buzzing from power and communications grids, televisions and media everywhere, Musak, a car for every person instead of one per family, giant freezer motors in every grocery and convenience store, widespread air conditioning, stereo thumpers, or the heaviest air travel of any nation. The silence: it was nearly shocking in its nothingness. Primordially worshipful. No wonder, before all this technology, people witnessed hearing God. How many can today?
The quiet and the politeness and the unity were all palpable.
Move out of urban areas. There is a lot of quiet in the boonies. Most space on the planet is boonies
Bttt
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