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The way I saw it

I’m sure every one has heard this kind of thing a million times before, and has exhausted the debate to the point that you lose sorrow for the dead and feel more anger at the Newspapers and news channels showing it over and over again.

But I mean we all had our different views of what happened, and we all saw it with anger, terror, shock or sadness.

Whatever political viewpoint you are, Tuesday was a day none of us will forget and it will be forever ingrained on our memories.

The day for me:

I woke up in my house at around eleven in the morning, and did the usual thing I would do when I was at home, shower, eat and watch MTV. I sat there, watching the typical pop videos, and then switching channels to see angsty bands open their manufactured emotions to teenagers across the world.

As I sat there, nothing else was going through my mind, until my Mother came home from work around 2pm, to tell me that there had been a terrible accident and a plane had hit the world trade centre.

I didn’t really think anything of it, and as I changed the channel to Sky news. I saw the building ablaze, and nothing really entered my mind, the news reporters all seemed to be pretty calm about it, just looking it as a terrible accident.

Then as I sat there with the helicopters showing pictures of the building, another plane swooped into the picture, I still thought nothing of it, just thinking it was a military jet coming to see what was going. Then as it got closer I realised that something terrible was about to happen.

The plane hit, and my heart raced at a rate I had never experienced, the building exploded, and I literally thought ‘fuck.’

Now we all know what happened after that. I just found it utterly terrifying, looking at this huge building, which I had been to the top of, looking so vulnerable. When they said the Pentagon had been hit, I knew this was serious, and I knew I was watching history being made, but for some reason the idea of people being in the buildings didn’t really sink in.

Until they collapsed. I sat there with tears in my eyes as I saw a building with millions of square feet of office space, with hundreds of companies and shops collapse to the ground like a Lego toy toppled by a young child.

The news reports were vague, the news reporters couldn’t believe what they were reporting, and you could feel that everyone was watching this.
The world never felt so still through those few hours.

The swans outside my window seemed the calmest things in the world.
I sat in front of the television for hours and hours, obsessed with information and finding out what was going on. I couldn’t stop myself from flicking to News24 then to Sky news, then NBC and back to CNN, to find out if more planes were coming or if the president was the next target.

All day I didn’t think about consequences of what was going to follow this, or the extensive mourning that would follow, all I could think was the moments before, the people on the plane, the people working at their desks and looking up to see a plane coming straight for them.

It was like a very bad high budget Hollywood movie that I would have hated in the cinema.

No doubt in ten years they will make a film of this starring some goofball.
The moment that day went from sorrow to shock was the point when, at 1.30 am, a very powerful brainless puppet came on the camera to deliver his message to the nation.

I thought before he spoke I would give him a chance, see what he has to say.
To be honest I laughed when I heard him say ‘God Bless America’. It was a Hollywood dream world.

The day after:

I woke up from nightmares of it all, ten hours of television had left me emotionally disturbed, and the morning after it felt like it was all a dream.
Until I turned the television on, and there again on all the channels was the full extent of what had happened.

For many people in this country, it was very hard to get an idea of scale, because those building were utterly huge, not just upwards, abut also outwards, and to see them disappeared from the New York skyline was unbelievable.

Now the shock had changed to anger in America, and you could see the backlash coming.

The feeling was retaliation, and we all know what that means.

I still have nightmares about the day, and I do have a lot of sadness for the families that have lost loved ones, but the amount of death that is about to come will far outweigh what happened on Tuesday.

Revenge isn’t going to make America gain friends, it will mean that more Bin Ladens, and more terrorism will come their way.

The people I feel for right now is the Palestinians, they are about to lose all help from the West because of what was shown on television on Tuesday, and this will mean they will be oppressed by the Israelis and there will be a terrible genocide of the nation that the West will ignore.

So now I think more death will come in the Middle East than ever before and the West will be seen as more of the big devil.

I really wish the newspapers would discuss the issues of why the terrorists did it, instead of reporting the sick answer phone messages of those trapped in the horror of last Tuesday, reporting which sells newspapers pandering to our morbid curiosity.

Whatever way you look at this, it’s going to be a very ugly bloody “War”.

And it will be very one sided.