MSNBC is running the NBC 9/11 original coverage this morning, presumably uncut.
The thing that strikes me as most unusual is the way all of the journalists almost completely manage to cover their emotion. Katie Couric actually caught herself about to say “What the hell–” and changed it to “What the heck is going on here.” Their Pentagon correspondent was there when the plane hit, and is calmly and rationally explaining every tiny detail of what he felt when the “bomb” went off (in actuality, the plane hitting the building).
The closest we’ve gotten to emotion is the Pentagon correspondent pausing for a moment and saying, “Thank goodness that’s a helicopter going by. For a moment, I thought it was another plane.”
I didn’t see a lot of the early coverage, as I was at work that day. But the TV sets came out fairly quickly, especially after the major news sites on the internet were crushed under the weight of people at work (and around the world) looking for information.
I do remember hearing the wild rumors, such as that the Pentagon was bombed and that there were two or four more planes unaccounted for and heading for various sites. I had forgotten that a Palestinian terrorist group originally claimed credit for the attacks.
I also remember seeing the towers burning, and the fact that one tower was missing absolutely not registering in my mind. The enormity of it was unbelievable. The anchors saw the first tower fall, and have yet to understand what they saw. It took them about 20 minutes to understand that the building had collapsed.
When the second tower collapsed, Katie Couric, Tom Brokaw, and Matt Lauer were utterly calm, and the only blip of emotion comes from their correspondent at the site, who can’t find his coworker after the second tower collapses and can be heard shouting for him/her over the phone, not hearing the anchors asking him for news. Later, he apologized for sounding melodramatic as he described the aftermath of the attack and the towers’ collapse.
I am so glad I was never interested in becoming a television journalist. I could never do what they do.
Once again, I recall my cousin’s husband driving up to the WTC in the morning in time to see the first plane hit, turning around and going straight back home. My upstairs neighbor never got to work that day in the WTC, on one of the floors where none survived, because of his habit of never getting up for work on time.
I found myself unable to work beyond noon. I left. After stopping at a supermarket to buy food (I was obsessed with the idea that everything would shut down the next day and decided to stock up just in case), I headed towards Eagle Rock Park. Eagle Rock has a stunning view of Manhattan. I wanted to see with my own eyes what I’d seen on TV. But thousands of other people had the same idea, and the police detoured me around the park, so I went home.
My upstairs neighbor and many of my other neighbors were sitting on the porch steps of our apartments. We stayed outside together for a long, long time. I kept the television on most of the rest of the day, and scoured the internet for information. That’s how I discovered Charles Johnson, and Glenn Reynolds.
People have forgotten, really, what happened that day. I never believed that Saddam Hussein was responsible for 9/11, and I don’t believe the Bush Administration tried to sell it that way, either. But the war that started before 9/11 has not ended, and Iraq is only one of its fronts. Israel is another, and six years later, the world still refuses to acknowledge that role.
Never forget. Al Qaeda is still trying to hurt us, and Iran is working with them to harm us in any way possible. And Iran is getting closer to nuclear weapons.
We should be running this footage on all of our stations today, during prime time. People have forgotten what it was like six years ago.
I haven’t.
It took me a long time to get up the nerve to look at the changed skyline.