EPTThe only thing that I could remember that was remotely similar was watching scenes of NATO activity in Sarajevo when I was very young, but none of that seemed real. Where ever Sarajevo, Bosnia, or Europe was couldn't seem real when you are that young; what was real was the park at the end of my street.
In retrospect the dominant memory is isn't one of a specific place, time, or sequence of events though the anthrax scare, and DC sniper were of course constantly on the news; the dominant memory is one of anger. The kind of anger that is really a poison in and of its own right: Rally 'round the flag incarnate.
This is the one time in my life where I would be aptly described as, "unrequitedly nationalistic," where I would say the pledge of allegiance in homeroom, and say the most vile things to like minded classmates about those who attack our country.
As time passed, these feelings faded things really came into perspective to me as the prospect of invading Iraq came into the media. I was a bit older, at the time Afghanistan still seemed to have made a modicum of sense relative to Iraq. a few short months later, I remember sitting in front of the TV watching American tracer rounds fly in night vision on every major news outlet in the country.
Finally getting to my point, I listen to this song on one day a year. As a reminder, as some may recall from my blog about the Boston Bombing, that we should try our best not to succumb to the worst that events like 9/11 bring out in humans.
I understand the, "never forget," sentiment though I don't subscribe to it myself. Less than fifteen years later, the memories of that day have been significantly dulled. I regret the loss of life, but what I never want to forget about that bit of my past, is my being controlled by my own fear and anger.
Please forgive the truther links at the end of the video, whether or not you subscribe to that it wasn't the main point of this little rant.
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