Tuesday, September 11, 2012

On the 11th Anniversary of 9-11

Opus 9 Nocturne Number 2 plays in the background, a fitting melancholy song to play on such a day of infamy. I dare not turn on the TV for fear of the clown car cavalcade of sycophants in search of ratings engaging in faux sympathy for those unfortunate souls, and the inevitable skyrocketing of my blood pressure through the stratosphere when I hear more mindless jingoism which proves we haven't learned a damn thing since then. Sure we will never forget. But will we ever figure out why? And will we remember how we were subject to the most cynical of politics and lied into an unrelated war in their name? Or will we just remember the posters, flags, pundits, and slogans as we talk of our next bogeyman in Syria or Iran? Perhaps we should do more than buy cheap made-in-China "American" flags and watch specials... Perhaps we should do more than remember how they died. Perhaps we should be asking ourselves why, and then crack open a damned history book. It's the least we can all do.

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