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17 November 2003 @ 12:30 am
My September Eleventh Story...  
The desire to share with all of you the thoughts I never shared about a date that became cliche struck me recently. I think I just needed to wait until, well, it just didn't smack you in the face every fifteen seconds. September eleventh two thousand one was a day of great hope for me. For several reasons.

Most of you know that it's the day Brandon and I got together. What other day could be better for something so life-altering? A novelty wave struck with a powerful force, and it pushed the greatest love of my life and myself together. The day was charged with both tragic and joyous energies. I knew we were not making a mistake.

But I also had another kind of hope. A hope of American realization. Not a uniting of people, though had that even been sustained it would have been better than what we have now. I had the hope that this nation would finally realized what an asshole the rest of the world saw it as. I hoped it would be leveled to its knees and stay there. To understand it did not own the world, and that the world did not want to be owned by it. I hoped for a humbled, but therefore bettered nation. It was the idea that yes, something IMPORTANT has finally happened, and we will understand. The blow that strikes every super-empire may at last have deflated our ego.

That hope did not come to pass. If anything, the exact opposite came true. America decided it was twice as powerful as it was before, and would wield its unseemly power in any way it saw fit. My chance to be looked at by the world and be an American with dignity was gone. The world hates us more than ever, and I must hang my head in shame should I venture out into their lands.

Still, now I have at least the hope it will burn out. Once we've gotten to a point of power too great to sustain, the star will run out of fuel and die. It really can't keep itself running much longer. I'm just waiting for it to happen now. I do not hate America, but I hate the path it is on. So, I'm looking forward to the next calamity we may face, still hoping.
 
 
Mood: nostalgic? optimistic? I dunno
Music: Elbow - Coming Second
 
 
 
Seany B: Tycho - Pissed / Depressedseanyb on November 16th, 2003 10:03 pm (UTC)
The month following August but preceding October, 9+2nd 2x1000+3-2, was the day Mel and I were finally supposed to hang out before she left for college, to watch the Clerks animated series DVD that obtained by no legal means from work. That never came to be though because of what happened and another annoying thing that happened that day, the god-damn news woke me up. Those fucksticks wouldn't shut the hell up about the planes and the towers and the terror and the terrorists. I actually held out the same hope you did, but then I remember who was appointed president...fucking Hitler Jr. so yeah...

There's actually a really good exhibit UConn has up at the Atrium gallery in Storrs. It's about consumerism and capitalism, pretty much a reflection and social commentary on America and Americanism. One video in there, I think my personal favorite of that show, satirically explores the way American news stations covered (the magical, holy numbers of) "9/11" and pretty much also sums up how all American (I can't vouch for how other countries do news bussiness...if they are as lopsided or not) news coverage is done. Might be worth a look-see.
S0n of N00nbibble on November 16th, 2003 10:16 pm (UTC)
Dear Osama Bin Whoever,

You and I were thinking similar things, but reversed. Or inside out. Or something. We should talk. Tea Friday?

your evil capitalist pigdog,

Brandon
Mellenabsentmammoth on November 16th, 2003 10:17 pm (UTC)
Yeah, exactly.

Boner: the intricaciesharold_penis on November 17th, 2003 07:52 pm (UTC)
Brandon?!
Mellenabsentmammoth on November 17th, 2003 08:02 pm (UTC)
Bibble = Brandon

Crazicreek = Mary Ellen
neural network: Aashliana on November 17th, 2003 05:22 am (UTC)
yeah i had that same hope then as well. *sigh* now i just want out... and for american to sizzle down before it ruins other countries for me.
phenyx on November 17th, 2003 09:45 am (UTC)
"O, it is excellent to have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant."
Isabella, Measure for Measure