Michael jackson's name was in fact mentioned in the epstein files.. as one of the only men actually trying to get the children OFF of the island.
He was just trying to save abused children 💔
RIP MICHEAL JACKSON 🙏
Drop ❤️ if you love MJ🇺🇸
Twenty five years ago today, a man on the 81st floor of the South Tower looked out his window and watched the second plane come straight at him at eye level.
Stanley Praimnath worked for Fuji Bank. Born in Trinidad, immigrant, family man, a loan officer with an office on 81.
When the North Tower was hit at 8:46, he and about twenty coworkers got out and went down to the lobby. There they were told the South Tower was fine, that it was the other building, and that they should go back to work. So Stanley got in an express elevator and rode all the way back up to the 81st floor.
At 9:03 he was at his desk on the phone with a colleague in Chicago who was telling him to get out of the building. He looked up toward the harbor and saw an airliner coming at him. Not above him. At him, level with his window, big enough that he could see the markings.
He got under his desk and prayed.
Flight 175 hit the South Tower between the 77th and 85th floors. The wing came through his office and the tip of it stopped in his doorway, about twenty feet from where he was crouched. The floor above collapsed down onto his desk. He was buried, deafened, and pinned in the dark with fire around him.
He got himself out from under the desk and started yelling.
Brian Clark worked for Euro Brokers three floors up on 84. He was one of the company's fire wardens, which meant he had a flashlight and a whistle and the job of getting people to the stairs. He had a group with him in Stairway A heading down.
Around the 81st floor they ran into people coming up who told them the stairs below were impassable, full of smoke and flame, and that the only way out was the roof. Most of Clark's group turned around and climbed.
They died. There was no roof rescue. The roof doors were locked and no helicopter could have landed in that smoke.
Clark did not go up, because while everyone was arguing he heard a voice through the wall yelling for help.
He left the group and went toward the sound with his flashlight. He found a gap in the shattered drywall and a man on the other side of it. Praimnath asked him whether he was a Christian and asked him to pray.
Then Stanley punched and clawed at the broken wall from his side while Brian tore at it from the other, and Clark reached through and got hold of him and hauled him over the debris.
Praimnath came through and grabbed him and would not let go, and called him brother.
Then the two of them went down Stairway A together, past fire, past water pouring down the steps, through 81 floors, stopping to check on people along the way. They got out of the South Tower and kept moving and were near Trinity Church when the building came down behind them at 9:59.
Almost everyone at or above the impact zone in that tower died. A very small number got out, and they got out through that one stairway, and Brian Clark and Stanley Praimnath were two of them.
If Clark had gone up with his group, he dies. If he ignores the shouting, he probably still lives, and Stanley Praimnath does not.
They are still friends twenty five years later. Praimnath became a pastor. Clark retired to New Jersey and has grandchildren. They still talk about it, and they still call each other brother, because a man who owed nothing to a stranger stopped in a collapsing building to find out who was yelling.
Princess Diana discovered the Windsors were all cannibals, Luciferians, paedophiles, blood-drinkers, and mass-murders!
She tried to warn us before they murdered her!
This is the picture almost nobody in America was allowed to look at twice, and the man in it has never been identified with certainty.
Richard Drew of the Associated Press took it at 9:41:15 a.m. on September 11, 2001, standing at West and Vesey Streets. A man in a white jacket and dark trousers is falling head down along the face of the North Tower, arms at his sides, one knee bent, perfectly vertical against the building's silver lines.
It ran in the New York Times on September 12, on page seven. The reaction was immediate and furious. Readers called it ghoulish, cold blooded, sadistic. Papers that ran it apologized. The photograph essentially vanished from American media for years, at a time when the country was looking at nothing but footage of that morning.
Here is the first thing that is misunderstood about it. The man is not falling gracefully. It is one frame out of a sequence of twelve, and in the others he is tumbling and flailing the way a body does. Drew's camera caught a single quarter second in which he happened to look composed. The calm in that photograph is an accident of shutter speed.
Here is the second thing. He did not choose to die. He chose which way.
Above the impact zones, both stairwells were gone, the heat was reaching temperatures that steel does not like, and there was no way down and no way up. Roughly 200 people went out of those windows. Some jumped alone. Witnesses on the ground saw people holding hands on the way. One of them struck and killed FDNY firefighter Daniel Suhr on the street below the South Tower.
The New York City medical examiner was asked about this and was unambiguous. Not one of those deaths was ruled a suicide. Every death at the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, including every person who came out of a window, is classified as a homicide. They were killed by the men who flew the airplanes. The office simply refused to use the word jumper.
The search for the man's name is its own story. A Canadian journalist first proposed Norberto Hernandez, a pastry chef at Windows on the World. His family rejected it with real anguish, partly because they are Catholic and the idea that he had jumped was unbearable to them. Tom Junod, working on his 2003 Esquire piece, went through the full twelve frame sequence and ruled Hernandez out.
The name that has stuck since is Jonathan Briley. He was 43, a sound engineer at Windows on the World on the 106th floor, the son of a preacher, a singer, asthmatic, tall and very thin. His body was found relatively intact. His brother Timothy, a police officer, identified him. His family recognized the bright orange shirt he habitually wore under his work clothes, and Michael Lomonaco, the executive chef at Windows on the World, said the same thing when he saw the sequence. In one of the frames, that orange shirt is visible pulled loose from the jacket.
It is probably him. It has never been confirmed, and it never will be.
Junod's conclusion has held up for twenty five years. The reason the picture was buried is not that it is gruesome, because it is not. There is no blood and no impact and almost no detail. It was buried because it is unbearable in a different way. It is one identifiable human being, alone, in the last seconds, and the country wanted the day to be about buildings and about firefighters and about flags.
Roughly 200 Americans were burned out of the windows of those towers that morning and almost none of them have names attached to how they died. The falling man stands in for all of them, and we still do not know which one he is.
You know how every few years you’ll see footage that you’ve never seen before on 9/11 and wonder how you’ve never seen it before
Well that’s exactly what this is for me
Chris York is on a family vacation and most of his footage is on the rooftop of Liberty Court a few blocks away from the World Trade Center
In it, you see clear footage of the twin towers about a week before the September 11th attacks. Beautiful day, manhattan looks great.
Then there’s a long delay in his camera roll. When it resumes (1 minute mark) the north tower is struck. You can see the earliest first responders at the base of wtc1 - including battalion chief’s Joseph pfiefer
While Chris is filming, the South tower is struck, and he recalled later that he could physical feel the blast and the heat of the explosion.
In my opinion this is rare footage and perspective 500 feet above the streets and 500 feet below the strikes.
Never forget what took place 25 years ago today. Love and respect to those involved, those affected, and our great heroes who saved so many lives. Good bless America and its people.
Global icon and humanitarian, Dolly Parton, known to the world as a beloved singer, songwriter, philanthropist, actress, playwright, and author died peacefully today in Nashville, Tennessee. She was 80 years old.
Dolly is preceded in death by her beloved husband of 59 years Carl Thomas Dean (1942 – 2025), her mother Avie Lee Caroline Owens (1923 – 2003), and father, Robert Lee Parton, Sr. (1921 – 2000).
A rhinestone life that shone bright enough for the world to see, Dolly will forever stand as an inspiration not only through her timeless music and prolific songwriting, but also her wit, warmth, and kindness that made us all feel like family. Dolly Parton’s legacy is one of love, compassion, and resilience. With a seven-decade career, she inspired multiple generations of artists and fans with her music and an unwavering commitment to making the world a better place. Her songs will continue to resonate with people of all ages, and her philanthropic work will have a lasting impact.
At Dolly’s request, a small, private service will be held for immediate family. Dolly’s fans and friends from around the world are encouraged to pay tribute to Dolly on social media by tagging @DollyParton or by leaving a message at https://t.co/cLu9I7M2wC
In lieu of flowers the family asks for donations to be made to Dolly Parton’s Imagination Library at https://t.co/arzrqInqJA