Nine years since September 11, eh? Well, not since September 11, but since 9/11. And by that I don’t mean November. I mean the thing they call 9/11, because of the… try again: nine years since the terrorist hijackings and attacks on New York and Washington, as well as the failed attempt that went down in Pennsylvania, in what the world has come to know as the September 11 attacks, or 9/11.
There, that was easy. Ish.
So what were you doing on that there day that genuinely did change more than my tiny brain could see it ever changing back when it happened?
Ah, using a major incident of terrorism for a lazy, obvious blog entry. It’s what the dead would have wanted.
I was on my way to Sheffield with a few friends, mere days away from going to university for the first time ever. Ignorant of the wider world around me, I received a text from my brother on my Nokia Oldsmobile (probably the phone I’m still using now, I don’t pay that much attention). The text dispassionately informed me of a terrorist attack, which I then relayed to my friends. We then relayed this to the people sat near us, then they told two people, then they told two people etc. etc. Ah, informing carriages of thousands of deaths: exactly why mobile phones were invented.
Anyway, we got to Sheffield and instead of actually doing the mindless shopping we would normally do, we went and stood in various TV shops and watched the whole thing unfold/collapse. It’s unsurprising to say things were strangely quiet around the city, and I’m sure people stopped and looked up in panic when a plane flew over.
Anyway, that’s a really boring story. So much so I’m bored of writing it. Nothing much happened. It just made people talk to each other more than normal, therefore meaning terrorism is clearly great. It brings people together.
I could probably get a whole separate blog out of what’s changed in my life since 9/11OR11/9, but that would just be “what happened over nine years: in blog form”. Probably not the best thing to read. Probably even more boring than this.
(Side note: September 11 conspiracy theories are fucking brilliant/hilarious, and you quite literally can’t search for anything about the attack without some insane – insane – shit popping up and amusing you. Well done, kooks.)