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Sep. 11th, 2014 06:55 pmFuck 9/11 truthers. Just fuck em with barbed-wire dildos. Fuck em all.
I was working on Wall Street the day it happened, just half a mile away. I'd only moved to the US 2 months earlier.
I spoke to people who were at WTC as it happened. I consolled a man who ran away rather than trying to help people, and thought this was a breach of his identity as a Christian.
When the towers collapsed the amount of dust caused a total black-out; you couldn't see anything outside of the windows. Afterwards I could see a set of footprints in the dust, as if it was snow.
Eventually we were told to leave the island and I had to walk home (about 6 miles in massive hot sun). I was really impressed; on the other side of the Brooklyn Bridge all the office workers had brought out their water coolers and stuff and were handing out water to us as we walked past.
I still didn't have any furniture in my apartment; a TV sitting on a stand, but no sofa or chairs; only an office chair I was using for the computer room (no tables for the computers either; they were sitting on their boxes). No mobile phone (I bought one the following weekend!) but I did have a landline that still worked.
Not my happiest of days.
Oddly, the next week I was scheduled for DSL install. I expected this to be cancelled 'cos all telco technicians would be working to fix Manhattan... but, no! They actually installed it a day early!
13 years later and it still brings tears to my eyes.
I will fucking rip the head off anyone who tries "9/11 truther" shit in my presence.
I was working on Wall Street the day it happened, just half a mile away. I'd only moved to the US 2 months earlier.
I spoke to people who were at WTC as it happened. I consolled a man who ran away rather than trying to help people, and thought this was a breach of his identity as a Christian.
When the towers collapsed the amount of dust caused a total black-out; you couldn't see anything outside of the windows. Afterwards I could see a set of footprints in the dust, as if it was snow.
Eventually we were told to leave the island and I had to walk home (about 6 miles in massive hot sun). I was really impressed; on the other side of the Brooklyn Bridge all the office workers had brought out their water coolers and stuff and were handing out water to us as we walked past.
I still didn't have any furniture in my apartment; a TV sitting on a stand, but no sofa or chairs; only an office chair I was using for the computer room (no tables for the computers either; they were sitting on their boxes). No mobile phone (I bought one the following weekend!) but I did have a landline that still worked.
Not my happiest of days.
Oddly, the next week I was scheduled for DSL install. I expected this to be cancelled 'cos all telco technicians would be working to fix Manhattan... but, no! They actually installed it a day early!
13 years later and it still brings tears to my eyes.
I will fucking rip the head off anyone who tries "9/11 truther" shit in my presence.
