What a day for my beautiful city.
Condolences to the families of the victims and hoping the best for those injured. And I wish for the sunnavabitch who did it to rot in jail for the rest of his shitty life.
In honour of the election tomorrow:
This morning I was riding the train and listening to a podcast that was discussing the terrorist attacks in New York on September 11, 2001. I looked up and out the window and watched a 767 circle the city before banking toward the airport. Then a few minutes later I came out of the Degrave St underground walkway and out into the morning sun and took a moment to look at the buildings around me.
The people on September 11 were exactly the same as me. Exactly the same. Going about their day, heading to the office, thinking about where they would get their coffee from. I tried to picture what it would be like to look across the Yarra River to Southbank and see a passenger plane crash into the Eureka Tower, or to look above me and see the Rialto Towers disappear in a fireball.
I could imagine what it would be like to see that happen, but I bet it’s not even close to the reality. The thing that really struck me was the recording of people when the second plane hit, and they realise that this was no accident, but rather a planned event. The instant change was incredible. Some ran away. Some ran toward it.
I don’t know why I’m writing this, but it really got my mind going that I’m just a guy in a city minding my own business, doing exactly what everyone in New York was doing that day.
Best response I’ve seen posted about the attacks in Paris:
Taking photobombing to a new level (watch the background):
I might be a 35 year old man, but in reality I am a giggling little boy inside:
Sometimes I worry about the future of the human race…