I avoid them. Last night I was flipping through and saw a brief clip of a 9/11 widow recalling the last phone conversation she had with her husband as he sat on one of the hijacked planes, both with the full knowledge that this would be their last conversation.
Jesus H. Christ. The networks should supply their viewers with a free supply of uppers if they’re going to subject us to this sort of programming. Can we simply honor the dead without wallowing in our collective misery once again?
Avoid 'em like the plague. I saw the show live (or as live as most of the world did that day), I don’t need the recording. Documentaries probably aren’t half bad morally, as I’d hope that the filmakers stick to their topic and don’t dramatize it, but the docudramas are rather offensive to me- I feel like someone’s twisting my emotions just to open my wallet.
While they were still alive, the annoying War Between the States vets on their bench in the courthouse square, to be avoided upon peril of being bored stupid, were stock characters in American life. Nowadays, of course, any grocery list written between 1861-65 is examined and cherished as a revealing relic of that particular national tragedy.
Interest in these thngs tend to wax and wane. Since it’s the 5-year road-marker, and since TV never does but which it overdoes, and because the pending mid-term elections compel both Republicans and Democrats to competetive haymowing, I think us average slobs are going to get more Ninelevenology than we ourselves may feel we require.
Oh, hell no! I’m going out of my way to avoid them. They always make me cry if I get sucked into watching them. I don’t mind talking about 9/11, or reading things about it from time to time, but when I see the faces of the victims and their families, or hear phone calls…ugh! I have never watched, and never will watch, a dramatization of the events from that day.
In 2002, I spent the 9th, 10th and 11th of September hospitalized with complications from a miscarriage. There was no way I could get away from 9/11 on any T.V. channel, and I didn’t need a constant dose of emotionally wrenching remiders of 9/11, so the wonderful nursing staff made sure I always had plenty of (non-9/11) reading material.
Since then, I make sure I have lots of stuff to do this time of year, and stay away from the T.V. as much as I can.
This year it is harder, though, to avoid the shows, because I’m pregnant again and on bedrest till I deliver my third boy. I do have plenty of novels to read, and only two more weeks of this to go. When I am pregnant, I cry at the drop of a hat. Being on bedrest sucks enough without watching stuff that makes me cry.
Thanks for starting this thread; I had a feeling I was not the only one who does not want to wallow in tragedy endlessly. I know what happened that day, and years from now, I will be able to tell my grandkids in great detail where I was when the first plane hit, what I was doing, and how my family and I reacted over the following days and weeks.
Someday I will probably be able to sit through a show on 9/11, but I’m not in a hurry to find out. Not yet.
Just last night I got trapped like a deer in the headlights watching “TRAPPED IN THE ELEVATORS: MORE HORRIBLE 9/11 STORIES WE HADN’T YET TERRIFIED YOU WITH!!!”