9-11 is a Joke
And then the second plane struck the South Tower. I saw it—a plane streaked from the right of the television screen and slammed right into the other building. Everyone who had become glued to the television, by this point, saw it—9:03 a.m. At that moment, there came the collective realization that we were under attack. This was no coincidence. This was an act full of intent and malice.
I was angry. I was scared.
(Read the rest of the story on my column, From the Bottom Up, on TheUrbanTwist.com)