I guess you have to assume that the photo this piece is written about was just one fleeting instant that happened to be captured on film, and that photography can not actually encapsulate feeling, and that the medium in itself is, in a very real sense, all smoke and mirrors.
But goddamit are these hipsters hateable.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/sep/02/911-photo-thomas-hoepker-meaning
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Showing posts with label 9/11. Show all posts
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Monday, September 26, 2011
"Mountains to the Sea" by Kevin Koenig - PowerandMotoryacht.com
This from PMY's September issue, a tribute to a Brett T. Bailey, who died on 9/11. I dare you to find a better 9/11 article at 1,200 words. Can't be done.
p.s. Hand to God, there are some huge sharks right off the beaches at the Jersey Shore.
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Sunday, September 11, 2011
"Surviving the Fall" by Tom Junod - Esquire.com
Suffice to say, if you haven't had your fill of 9/11 stories yet, this one will do the trick. It's a follow up to Junod's acclaimed piece on Norberto Hernandez, a man who jumped to his death from one of the towers and was the subject of one of the most famous pictures taken that day.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
"What We Saw: 9/11 Remembered" - Esquire
This is a compilation of the best Esquire has written about 9/11 since it happened. Read this if you want to get chills.
Case in point:
""We kept running over body parts," the fireman whispered. He was staring into my eyes with a pleading look, as if seeking forgiveness. "I mean, the ash was so thick, you'd see things in the street, but you couldn't tell what they were until you ran over them. I mean, what the fuck were we supposed to do?"
I nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and when I did, he let out a single sharp sob, almost like a hiccup. I looked past him at the 150 or so other firemen resting in a tunnel nearby."
—In Country, by Scott Anderson, November 2001
http://m.esquire.com/this/6274/
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