I remember the day with crystal clarity. I got up at the usual time and headed down to a nursing home to check on some folk. On my way back, I had the radio on in the car and there was a news interruption which said that the World Trade Center had been hit by a plane. I thought it was a small plane but then the news virtually went wild with a flood of details and speculation.
When I got home I turned on the tv and watched, all day, in absolute horror.
Around 3 that afternoon several of us clerics in town decided we needed to put together a vigil for that evening, so at 6 we all met.
The next weeks were, as you can imagine and probably remember, frazzled and depressing.
The strangest thing about the entire event, though, was that just a couple of months before my family and I had been in New York for a visit. We’d seen a show on Broadway, ridden the tour bus, had lunch in China Town, done all the usual touristy things in Central Park, and – most surreal-ly- had taken the elevator to the top of the World Trade Center.
I continue to think about being on top of the WTC. A lot actually. Probably too much.
In any event, until my mind is mush or my life is over, I don’t think I can, or will, forget that awful day. My hope is that all those directly affected have some sense of normalcy and my prayer is that the dead have found rest in peace, and peace in rest.
Everyone will doubtless be sharing their remembrances today. I shan’t. Oh it’s not that I don’t remember the day, I do. It’s emblazoned on my memory as few things are. Instead, I’ll be pondering what our country has accomplished since then.
We invaded Iraq, lost thousands more of our own young people, and who knows how many Iraqis died. We invaded Afganistan and are still mired down there, where thousands more of our children have died along with many thousand more Afghanis. Neither country can be counted a true friend to the U.S. in spite of the fact that we spend more on them than we do on our own people. We provide them medical care, but not our own citizens. We build them schools and roads and we can’t afford to build our own.
We are no safer now than we were on September 10th, 2001. Our enemies are still plotting to destroy us but do they really need to try all that hard? We seem to be doing a pretty good job destroying ourselves, since we keep electing the same incompetent politicians to lead us down the path of economic armageddon.
We’re paying more for everything thanks to our wars and the higher cost of oil, the fuel that drives us and by which we are driven in nearly every policy decision we make.
And I’ve not yet even mentioned the continuing moral decay of our citizenry; a people for whom good is evil and sin is celebrated and depravity is exalted more than righteousness.
In sum, the only thing that really changed on 9/11 is that thousands died and tens of thousands more have died in the wake of that event. We are no better as a people. We haven’t been improved by our disasters. We haven’t learned the lessons of history and we are, therefore, doomed to repeat it.
I’m watching the amazing film on 9/11 on CBS hosted by Robert De Niro… It’s the bravest documentary I’ve seen. Just breathtaking.
Actor Robert De Niro will host CBS’ update of its award-winning film on the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks to mark the 10th anniversary next month. CBS will revisit its film, “9/11,” first broadcast in 2002, including new interviews with firefighters and others who were part of the first film. The Peabody Award-winning film contains the only known footage of the first plane striking the World Trade Center.
Zum zehnten Jahrestag der Anschläge von 11. September gedenken Menschen in aller Welt der Opfer des Terrors. Am frühen Sonntagmorgen (MESZ) begannen im Pazifikraum erste Gedenkfeiern, bei denen sich Politiker und Angehörige der Toten versammelten. Von Sydney bis New York finden Zeremonien statt, die an die beinahe 3000 Menschen aus mehr als 90 Ländern erinnern sollen, die bei den Anschlägen ums Leben kamen.
The last is an important point which we Americans too often forget- people from over 90 countries died on that horrible day. The world mourned then and remembers now.
Yes, even in Australia and Malaysia, they’re remembering:
Auch in Malaysia und Australien gedachten Familien ihrer Angehörigen, die bei den Anschlägen auf das World Trade Center getötet wurden. In Tokio verharrten Trauernde vor einem Stück Stahl von Ground Zero in Erinnerung an Bankangestellte, die bei den Anschlägen ihr Leben verloren.
9/11 wasn’t simply an attack on America, it was an attack on the world.
Of much more concern to me than the presence of an Islamic Center in NYC is the fact that there are centers for the distribution of pornographic smut and debauchery near the former site of the World Trade Center. So why aren’t the Tea People concerned about them and protesting them? Now that’s a protest I could (and would and do) support. Down with smut! It’s destroying lives.
So, those being my sentiments, I was glad to see this opinion piece today:
When I walked from Park Place on the north side of the World Trade Center to Rector Street on the south side, what I encountered were a string of bars, betting parlors, and fast-food restaurants. And within this cluster of buildings, especially noticeable were two strip clubs, the New York Dolls Gentleman’s Club and the Pussycat Lounge, plus Thunder Lingerie and More, a sex shop with a peep show. This kind of commercial mix is typical of New York. Most of us who have lived in the city for any period of time take it for granted. But for those who have based their opposition to the Muslim Center on their concern for the sensibilities of the 9/11 families, places like the New York Dolls and the Pussycat Lounge present a moral dilemma. Why are they treated with a live-and-let-live tolerance that doesn’t extend to an Islamic center? How, as a practical matter, are pole dancers less of an affront to the memory of the 9/11 dead than a community center that will have prayer space, a 500-seat auditorium, and a bookstore?
Come on Tea Folk- if your cause is so righteous, why aren’t you standing on the side of righteousness in regards to a real plague torturing America? Why so silent about smut? Or are you silent because you spent your time on the way to the Mosque Protest diving in those dank skank holes?