“Boarding now for Flight Number 11, to Detroit!” “It’s about time,” I said. I had been waiting for over an hour after a quick airplane security check. It was a gorgeous day, 73 degrees of blue sky at the breath of 11:00 a.m. I had put my baggage in the line for the plane, but I had brought my backpack, which was teeming to the brim with activities, junk food, and things to do. I started walking over to the boarding section, where I would board the flight.
“You be a good boy now for the assistants and the helpers,” my mom said.
“Don’t worry,” I said, “I’ll be great!”
“Have fun William,” mom said with tears in her eyes, “I love you!”
“I love you too mom!” I said. That would be the last time that I would see her in over a month and a week.
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I had thought that if we had lower than 1/3 rd of fuel, that the plane would stop in Cincinnati. It must have been that we had enough, but it still seemed like a risk. The plane zoomed on, and I looked out the window, and presently, I saw dark clouds loom prominently in the background. Lightning streaked with fury as we approached, as if it was waiting for another victim. I quickly said a prayer as we went over the top to face the wrath of the lightning artillery.
The black clouds became the foreground. Lightning streaked less than 400 feet away, much closer than comfort for me. Our plane shook like a rag doll and vision was blotted as rain whapped on the window. Cloud wisp stuck for moments to my window, as if it was tempting me to touch it. The lightning came closer. To the 300. To the 200. To the 150. I closed my eyes. CRACK!!!
Then Henry tapped me. “It’s over,” he said. I opened my eyes. A majestic city feasted my eyes. After passing by some familiar towers, we dove for the score on the runway before coming to a halt. I picked up my backpack, but I knew I had to wait for my escort. After a few minutes only my friend and a few others remained. I stood up and waited nervously.
“ESCORT FOR WILLIAM SCHULZ, PLEASE COME
Halfway up it was beginning to look doubtful, the wind was picking up and everyone was getting out rain gear to prepare for the storm. I voiced my doubts to Phil and he said we might as well keep going until the lighting got too close. So we did. The thunder grew in volume and the echoes magnified the noise to a dull roar sometimes. Then suddenly it began to ebb. The wind died down and lightening came less frequently. I exchanged relieved looks with Phil after a bit, but kept the pace up--I didn’t want to take chances. Eventually it hit us, but by then it was nothing more then a heavy rain. We kept moving, if slower, and made it over the ridge with no other problems. That night I enjoyed the meal a little more and slept a little deeper realizing how much is important that easily goes unnoticed until something threatens to take it away.
On September 11, 2001 terrorists crashed two American airline airplanes into Twin Towers, killing thousands of people. It was the worst terrorist attack in American history and it showed us that we are not protected by Atlantic and Pacific. It showed us that we could be attacked by anyone at anytime. It showed us that if we will be attacked again that we can only depend on each other and not on other nations to help us. The 9/11 changed people forever, some lost family members or friends, others lost their jobs even so called “American Dream.”
I stared at her unmoving body as we entered the room. She was passed out and peacefully lying in the hospital bed. What I noticed right away was the fact that her appendages and face were very swollen and discolored. Otherwise, she still looked the same with her curly and short cut, white hair. Machines surrounded her bed and crowded up the space of the room. They made a lot of noise and I avoided them for fear of accidentally tampering with them. However, I noticed how they added some weight to the situation. Scanning them over, I realized just how much the hospital had to do to keep her alive.
2,753 people died in the World Trade Center, 403 of which were NYFD, NYPD, and Port Authority personnel. This number could have been lower if the fire department and police department had worked together appropriately (Tracy, Thomas. “FDNY to Announce 32 More 9/11 Linked Deaths .” NY Daily News, NEW YORK DAILY NEWS, 7 Sept. 2017, www.nydailynews.com/new-york/fdny-announce-32-9-11-linked-deaths-anniversary-nears-article-1.3476104.) The police and fire departments were against each other since at least 1993, this led to them being unprepared during the event of 9/11 because of the lack of coordination. The 9/11 attacks were terrorist-caused, planes were hijacked and flown into the Twin Towers, the Pentagon, and a random field in Pennsylvania.
Before looking closely at exactly what impact the events of 9/11 had upon American popular culture, it is important that we first explore the role of aesthetics – that is, any modem of artistic expression, such as film, art, poetry, music, etc. – in the context of international relations theory. Although it may seem a strange thing to connect, aesthetics and International Relations are surprisingly more intertwined with each other than many inside and outside the study of social sciences would probably believe. Throughout history, politics has affected our art and popular culture in various ways, whether it be propaganda material for despotic regimes or monarchies (even as simple as a national anthem or flag), or the entire Counterculture movement in the 1960s, with artists such as The Beatles and Leonard Cohen producing ‘political’ songs such as ‘Revolution’ and ‘Blowing In The Wind’ respectively. But the reason I want to focus on this theoretical side is because I want to show that the impact of 9/11 on pop culture isn’t simply a vague connection that has little impact outside Media Studies – there is a hefty political theory behind it.
In response to the 9/11 attack, New York has worked to strengthen their infrastructures and make them resistant to terrorism. To date, New York State has received more than “$6 billion” in anti-terrorism money from Washington (Brill). “These funds have been allocated for critical infrastructure protection, counter-terrorism and law enforcement, cyber security, health emergency preparedness and other emergency services” (Ten Years after 9/11).
I will be telling y’all about 9/11 and what happen and what some brave people did to save
The 11th day of September, 2001 was not just any ordinary day. It was an annihilating day for both me and my country. That day symbolized the burial of my grandfather, who died the week prior. My grandfather, played a fundamental role in my life. He encouraged me both spiritually and educationally. This is also the day that the Islamic terrorist group Al-Qaeda decided to attack the United States. They achieved the attack, though the hijacking of four planes; this caused the complete destruction of the Twin Towers (North and South) of the World Trade Center located in New York City. The terrorist group was also responsible for the partial collapse of the Pentagon. They did, however fail in their attempt on attacking the United States
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was scary looking at the sky. I walked a few yards and I saw in the
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