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compelling voyeurism

I have also watched the videos, and agree with your thoughts. There is great beauty in the struggle which is life itself.  Not just the happy things, but the near-end or apparent end or the struggle to hold on.  That particular event brought so many people together to face a violent reality to life's end, and it was greatly captured for us to watch.  I see beauty, too.  Your own thoughts capture that very nicely.

posted by ScBoates on July 26, 2005 at 4:37 AM | link to this | reply

Powerful writing . . . .
Thanks for posting.

posted by archiew on July 23, 2005 at 4:57 AM | link to this | reply

Factor

That makes perfect sense Factor. Perfect sense. I also want to make sure to stress the fact that I’m not saying with this post that the way I see it is right. It’s just different. Perhaps a little weird even. Thank you for the comment =)

posted by Unidentified_Hacker on July 22, 2005 at 4:07 PM | link to this | reply

Hacker, I don't think I would search out video
of that day. If I came across it by accident I think I would have to watch a little bit, until it started to make me too ill and/or sad. I think my reason is some desire to experience the horror that they experienced. Somehow it seems only fair that I experience some little bit of that pain. But I won't seek it because it is already etched in my memory as well as it needs to be. Eventually I plan to post some more about that day. Hope that makes sense.

posted by FactorFiction on July 22, 2005 at 4:00 PM | link to this | reply

UH--Like I said, I get your point. It's just that I can't separate myself
enough yet.

posted by Renigade on July 22, 2005 at 2:46 PM | link to this | reply

blackcat--I'm not upset with you. I'm just can't imagine what it would
have been like to read that message.  Horrible.

posted by Renigade on July 22, 2005 at 2:45 PM | link to this | reply

MerryAnne

It is comforting somehow to know that there are those people who, when faced with the unthinkable, run head on into the flames for the sake of others.

posted by Unidentified_Hacker on July 22, 2005 at 11:12 AM | link to this | reply

UH,
I had friends who died that day, the thing that keeps coming back to me when I see the pictures and hear the stories is how incredibly brave many people are. How, when shock renders some people frozen, others just rise above it become more than they ever thought they could be. I still grieve for my friends, but I understand how something like this can make us reveal the true person under the suit.

posted by MerryAnne on July 22, 2005 at 11:07 AM | link to this | reply

renigade

To see the beauty you have to sort of separate yourself from the suffering. I’m not quite sure how to explain it. It’s like setting aside the individual emotions of the crowd and experiencing the event as a whole. If that makes any sense.

posted by Unidentified_Hacker on July 22, 2005 at 11:01 AM | link to this | reply

blackcat

What a moment. The pit of your stomach must have churned uncontrollably. I have had personal involvement with tragedy in the past, and I can’t say it changed how I viewed what happened. It’s just my personality, I guess. I don’t respect the tragedy any less, I am just drawn to the emotional extremes.

posted by Unidentified_Hacker on July 22, 2005 at 10:39 AM | link to this | reply

renigade... sorry. touchy subject I guess.

posted by -blackcat on July 22, 2005 at 10:10 AM | link to this | reply

black--wow, what a comment. left me feeling ill. UH--I see your point,
but I don't think I could really find beauty in that scene, no matter how many times I watched it.  To this day it leaves me wanting to vomit. 

posted by Renigade on July 22, 2005 at 10:07 AM | link to this | reply

I think you'd see it differently if you had a personal involvement to the tragedy.  I will give you one memory.... The second that plane hit, our direct open phone line to Cantor Fitzgerald brokers was overcome with static.  We text messaged them to ask what happened, and there was only one reply, "we're dying."  I'll never forget it.

posted by -blackcat on July 22, 2005 at 10:02 AM | link to this | reply

Mia
You understand! I just want to give you the biggest hug in the world right now!

posted by Unidentified_Hacker on July 22, 2005 at 9:26 AM | link to this | reply

Uni
I'm drawn in by life and tragedy as well, because it is only then you see the true character of human nature.

posted by MiaElla on July 22, 2005 at 9:25 AM | link to this | reply