CNN reporters correcting themselves every time they slip and say “protesters.”
I think the country shut down.
I was in middleschool and the teachers herded us in to watch TVs. They wanted to know, too.
Well, I was in school (in New York State) and we kind of milled around all day and no one actually had classes, so. It’s a familiar experience.
I’m just livid that I’m supposed to meet a fucking client deadline.
I still had to take a math exam on that day, and I had family in NYC who we couldn’t get in contact with (one died). I am still bitter about it to this day.
ETA: the rest of my teachers just rolled a TV into the classroom and cancelled class.
Even Joni Ernst has issued a statement that says “this is not a protest. This is anarchy.”
Edit:
Of course, she will never hold Trump responsible for his role in it.
I cam home from high school and my dad (from NYC, whose family was all there and we couldn’t get through because of cell towers) has stripped all the stain off our staircase as stress management.
We didn’t.
This is not quite as bad for me, I think because it’s not unexpected. They’ve been telling us they would do this for years, more and more loudly. But still. No chance of even trying to do anything else.
I’m noticing almost all the reporters on the scene are white males. I imagine that’s a safety precaution, and I think it’s wise.
I spent the morning IMing people who couldn’t get to TVs or websites explaining what was happening.
Then I took a deep breath, went to a school to teach 3rd graders how to hula hoop (student teaching for a kinesiology class). That school had not told the kids what had happened.
Then I spent the rest of the day cutting and distributing red/white/blue ribbons around my college campus. It felt like a positive action. My university cancelled classes. My university cancelled classes.
(Interestingly- my conservative university told it’s ROTC cadets to go put on dress uniforms. My husband’s, who was in ROTC at a much more liberal university, was told to go home and put on civilian clothes, as the officers felt they may be unsafe in uniform.)
I can’t even think what a positive action right now is.
I told my boss I’ll work a bit this weekend. I’m done today
I was also in school. We still went to each class but mostly just watched news coverage. A few teachers didn’t turn on the tv and tried to talk to us about what was going on but they didn’t really know anything either at that point.
I was on the west coast, so we just went about our business. I had to go teach and pretend nothing was wrong. But a TV was wheeled into the staff room and all the grown-ups were watching when we could and freaking out. But it was different. Being attacked by outsiders is a different feeling than seeing our fellow citizens trying to destroy the country we share.
This feels worse, honestly.
My dad was on a plane to LA and my mom couldnt reach him. My mom picked her four kids up and we watched the towers fall and cried.
I’m just thinking right now about the hospital capacity from Covid when we’re surely having injuries that need emergency care.
I appreciate you all so much. I’m going between crying and pacing and hand wringing. Texted my dad to ask him how he handled his shit. Mom didn’t handle hers. The TV was on, I was homeschooled, we left late for our planned vacation and it was so boring to me with the radio constantly playing news. I was 9.
I was a college freshman and only had two classes that day. The first was before I (or most of my classmates) knew what was going on. The second we cancelled content and had a class conversation. In between was a lot of CNN. Edit: I should also say I was really dumb at 18 and I really didn’t fully comprehend what was happening despite all the CNN. The sinking in happened later.
I’ve now finished the sweeping and am going to pick up the baby a mite early. And I’m leaving a stick of butter out to soften for stress baking tonight.
That’s some good planning. I think I’ll copy you.
On 9/11, I was personally terrified (with good reason; I lived a half mile from a major potential target), so we watched the towers fall, then we GTFO to relatives in another state before we knew if those and the plane targeting the Pentagon were all there were. So there was that. I guess I handled my shit well enough to drive.
These pictures are horrifying.
When 9/11 happend i distinctly remember watching TV all day in school and feeling numb. I was in 6th grade.
I was getting wheeled into an operating room for yet another procedure in a long string of them in my 2 months of hospital and overheard a nurse say to another about the terrible “plane accident in NYC”. Woke up to the horror of what had really happened. The whole hospital in lockdown with fears that disney would be a next target.
Both personal and societal trauma that day.
Thinking of you guys and your loved ones. This seems like a last attempt to scare people because I don’t see what else they can do. Still this is hard and I am really sorry. Stay safe and strong.
Okay. I love you all. I’m going to go get some nature in my system and then get hella high and check in with the horror show later.