Most people assume the attacks on September 11, 2001 were the most horrific example of Islamic extremism challenging Western hegemony. In reality, it was something very different. It was the opening shots of a war between planes and buildings.
September 11 was a dark day for buildings. Two of its most prestigious fell that day. A cousin also collapsed in the devastation. It would take nearly 13 years before buildings garnered their rightful vengeance. On March 8, 2014 Malaysian Airlines 370 disappeared. No one knows what happened. No one except the ragtag band of buildings that finally suckled at the teat of sweet revenge. On December 28, Indonesia AirAsia Flight 8501 fell when another group of buildings swatted it down.
It is my hope that the cycle of violence will cease. Countless deaths have been the result of this senseless war. It's time to find a way to live a peaceful coexistence whether we be building or whether we be plane. Only then can all inanimate objects live in happiness, free from fear. This is not merely a dream; it's a vision. A vision I believe we can achieve.