September 10, 2011


I was not the only one with a moral dilemma whether or not to post about the 10th anniversary of 9/11.  GoHeyJudy sums it up best: "I struggled for days over whether or not to post these links.  Especially this one.   It's gut wrenching.  I thought it may be too intrusive or perhaps exploitative."  I feared the exploitative, too. GoHeyJudy has a very unique and interesting perspective on politics (most of it much different from my own); her writing is embued with so much heart.  Not to mention, she has a killer writing style.  It's eye-opening to look at other political perspectives, for we do not live in a proverbial bubble--free speech is of paramount importance to me.

Cultural amnesia, a culture of forgetting...I do not believe that this happens in the long run.  Whenever a catastrophe occurs, forgetting is the initial, adaptive mechanism to the pain and utter shock of an event.  We forget how horrifically we treat each other.  History gives us a lesson.  Take Hiroshima.  The internment of Japanese Americans during WWII in the United States.  Jews during WWII.  (Did you know that the all Japanese American (mainly second generation) 442nd RCT actually liberated Dachau?  The irony of the interned, who were held behind barbed wire and were only allowed out to fight for the country that interned them, liberating a concentration camp behind barbed wire--thanks to my husband for bringing my attention to this irony.  Helping the war cause was the only way out of the internment camps.)  The fear of anyone of Middle Eastern descent being a terrorist immediately after 9/11.

We are left with the physical and emotional aftermath of gut-renching fear and borderline hysteria.  Then we slowly pick up the pieces, and life goes on.  We oscillate between reliving the moment and then, trying to forget it.  Sometimes we forget, even for a little while, and things seem to get better.  Then anniversary reactions trigger our emotional, mental, and physical remembering of chaos and pain.  The visceral, immobilizing kind; the kind shrouded by the dark cloak of fear.  I don't believe that forgiving and forgetting go hand-in-hand.

Later generations, not affected by the events, instinctively know that something is off, something has happened--and they live with the silence and the pain.  They know no other way to live. 

My anxiety is heightened over each news blurb concerning our country on this anniversary.  I cannot help but click on every online news article that I see that deals in some way with the anniversary of 9/11.  I think that I am trying to find reassurance that everything is going to be okay.  That we can go on without fear.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Wow. I am honored and humbled. Thank you. We are ALL, each and every one of us, Americans. We will prevail. Be vigilant, but fear not my good friend. To fear is to surrender.