Reported by one of our brothers in the struggle against fascism.
In a message dated 2006-09-12 1:03:18 A.M. Eastern Daylight Time, removingheads@yahoo.com writes:
I was late getting to ground zero this morning, and when I got there the pit that had once been foundation of the Twin Towers was surrounded by and army of people in black shirts that read "Investigate 9-11." By this time they were milling around all over the place in small groups, talking to people, arguing with people, and handing out flyers and Loose Change DVD’s. This was by far the largest collection of truth-movers I had ever seen by a factor of ten. There was easily a thousand of them if not two, and one of the ny911truth crew told me that the march I missed was three blocks long.
I was truly impressed by the turnout, and it was very obvious to me that this movement has grown to the point where it cannot be stopped. The area around ground zero is always somewhat busy, and a lot of people had shown up for the memorial service that’s held there every year, but this time was different because the truth-movers dominated the area. We had everyone else outnumbered by a staggering margin. In any direction you looked you saw a crowd of people wearing the "investigate 9-11" tee-shirts. There were posters, banners, flyers, and chanting everywhere. One crew had a bongo drum’s rhythm drawing attention to their banners from every passer-by. I entertained myself by heckling the TV news reporters, and I think I’m responsible for one crew packing it in for the day, or at least getting the hell away from me.
There was a joyous atmosphere uncommon to 9-11 Truth events, and it was a great day for me because I felt a symbolic victory in the 9-11 Truth Movement re-taking ground zero on the anniversary of the attacks.
Although part of the crowd was there for the memorial service, we didn’t have to defend ourselves from many verbal assaults from Bush-leaguers, and nobody was calling us "conspiracy theorists." Passers-by were awestruck by our numbers, because we certainly didn’t look like the small band of lunatics the newspapers had described to them.
Alex Jones showed up at about 2:00 PM with his bull-horn, and belted out a sermon that was cheered by truth-movers on both sides of Church street. When he stopped to breathe the chanting started, and all that could be heard anywhere in the vicinity of ground zero was "9-11 Was an Inside Job" being sung by a chorus a thousand strong.
After another hour or so, our army combined on one side of the street, and we began the march to Larry Silverstein’s office at 120 broadway. I should have checked the newspapers before writing this, because it wouldn’t surprise me if the old goat had a heart attack today. An angry mob a block long filled Broadway in front of his building while Alex Jones bull-horned the details of his crimes. This was broken up by loud "inside job" chanting, and an unexpected amount of support from passers-by. People in the building were drawn to the windows, but it also looked like they withdrew quickly in fear.
Larry didn’t leave his office to turn himself in, so the march progressed to City Hall, without getting any quieter. We filled the plaza on the north side of City Hall, and banners filled the air in front of all the Brooklyn Bridge traffic. We were still chanting, and we were still surrounded by cops, but I had a feeling that the cops were on our side. The trouble with most cops is that they have kids to feed, and discussing 9-11 truth might prevent them from doing that, but it didn’t seem to me as if they had any animosity toward us at all. This was fortunate, because from City Hall we marched to Police Headquarters, and by this time, Alex Jones and many of us had lost our voices. Someone I don’t know gave a speech there, which called upon the police and military to join us in our struggle. He reminded the police of their murdered brothers, and their oath to defend the constitution from all enemies, foreign and domestic.
I bumped into a few of the old-timers and it was good to see them. Nico Haupt called me a plane-hugger, I called him a dis-info agent, and then suggested that we get a bottle of wine. It’s better that we didn’t because I’m glad I’m home right now instead of in jail. The charming Sherry Bender was there, and if you don’t know her your life’s incomplete. She’s the type of person who brings a smile to everyone’s face. Les Jaimeson surveyed his troops from his usual vantage point; he’s about seven feet tall, and Nicholas Levis for some reason, always looks like he’s trying to sell someone a used car. I didn’t see Angie or J.P., but I’m sure they were around there somewhere, but what’s much more important than seeing the old-timers is seeing a couple thousand new faces. Someone today said something that I think summed it up nicely. A pretty young girl with a fistful of deception dollars told me "this is our break-out day." She was right. — Jolly Roger
"Truth shall make you free." – the Gospel According to St. John 8;32
