On 9/11 I was at the HQ for the GLA which was in Marsham Street – a temporary home (two years) – whilst construction of City Hall was being finished.
I remember someone saying a plane had flown into one of the twin towers and running to find a television in some one’s room. And then just watching mesmerised – at first not knowing that this was a terrorist attack – just worrying about how people were going to get out of that first tower. Of course – as on screen before my eyes – I saw a second plane hit the other tower – instantly I (like anyone else watching) realised this was a full on terrorist attack.
And then – the images that have been seared into our consciousness – of the collapse of the towers. The way they just fell, melted, down upon themselves. The images of people, dusted with debris, running. The fear and the confusion in the streets. The dreadful realisation – almost impossible to comprehend – of the magnitude of what was unfolding before my eyes.
Now nine years ago – but the awful, stupid, ignorant, media-fed proposed burning of a sacred book – seems to have turned this anniversary into a ratcheting up of hatred across the world.
Should the media have given this legs? Or is the media simply bringing to light a deep hatred and war that is out there anyway?