I have nothing pithy or wise to say today. Just sadness and anger.
My new job is two blocks south of the "9/11 Memorial Hole in the Ground" and all I felt coming in on the train this morning was a growing sense of anxiety. Not fear, but the same sickening feeling that I had on that morning five years ago.
Didn't sleep much, up at 3:00 am, I think because of what day it is.
Despite all of the solemn pronouncements of that day and the weeks that followed, it appears to me that NOTHING has changed.
We Americans remain as self-centered and self-serving as ever. Hey, as long as I have my SUV and my cable TV, everyone else in the world can go fuck themselves. We refuse to look past our rhinoplasty to see that there is a whole world out there.
When we should have been called to sacrifice and service, we were instead called to go shopping.
Instead, we continue to send the sons and daughters of the poor and minorities off to fight in a war that has NOTHING TO DO with what happened down here. NOTHING. NOTHING. NOTHING.
As the war rages on, I just want to ask my friends whose children were tapdancing into adolescence in 2002 and are now approaching young adulthood and service age -- those who still avidly support the war: Will you send your sons and daughters off NOW?
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