by now, i'm sure you've all heard "the news". i was awakened this morning by a friend who simply texted: "they finally got the man"! in a frantic panic, not knowing which "the man" he was referring to, I quickly checked my sources while texting back for further clarification. anyway, needless to say, it was no cause for real alarm. nonetheless it was big news. really big. but how big really? and whats the significance? obviously the significance to US politicians - obama's struggling image particularly - as well as the victims of 9/11 and those they left behind is huge. but is there any significance of this to me?although no longer living in the states, i was around during 9/11 and the aftermath(s). with that i fully expected to feel something - anything - with this news. but to my surprise, i felt very little if anything at first. no big relief. no celebratory mood. no urgency to call family and friends. almost nothing. i think i was a little relieved that one of the more dangerous terrorists, one who cared little for human life, had been removed from the face of the earth. but it was an uneasy relief. knowing full well, this is was and is not a one man show. he leaves behind a whole army of young and old that follow his philosophy and values. he leaves behind a legacy followed, explicitly or implicitly, by countless political and religious leaders and millions of youth. i would love for his death to mean that that philosophy had received a serious blow to the nuts which would disable it from any thoughts of reproduction. but i would also like to believe that i will wake up tomorrow a multi-billionaire.
as i drove around today, i wondered why i hadnt felt the way i thought i should have. and i think it finally clicked. as with many emotional points of my life, i had somehow found a place to shove the memories of 9/11 and refused to let them out to surface. as i began to allow these thoughts to resurface, my mind went straight to the morning of 9/11. as i was leaving my dorm room for class that morning, i caught a glimpse, in the common room, of the same picture above of the twin towers being brought down. these images were played nonstop throughout the day. i remember my class that morning was one called "Present moral problems"- a modern philosophy course where we debated current and pressing issues that seldom had a right and wrong. that morning, no one knew what was going on, so the lecturer tried having a normal class, but quickly sent us out as people became more frantic. i remember speaking to friends from new york who couldn't reach their families on the phone to find out if they were alright. i remember comforting friends and classmates (i'm actually not sure what i said or couldve said in that situation). I remember the entire school gathering on the quad and holding candles and praying for those who lost their lives and whose families had been affected. forever. in a moment like no other - a moment of solidarity and togetherness - i had never felt more american (with or without papers!). you sensed a feeling that we were in this together. we had a common enemy and that day, as the french president proclaimed, "we are all americans".
these thoughts remained with me for quite some time. i wanted revenge as much as i wanted justice; i wanted consolation for those who were left behind as much as i wanted those taken to rest in peace. i wanted a rebuilding of american values and identity as much as a tearing down of the hate and institutions that had propelled the terrorists.
those perhaps europhic feelings didn't last long as people went back to their normal lives, heeding the foolhearted advice of the foolhearted president who told us to simply "go shopping". columbine was supposed to unite schools against violence and teach students the values of acceptance and tolerance. it was supposed to open the eyes of teacher, student and administrator. it was supposed to entrench the words of mandela: never again! it fell far short of that. 9/11 was supposed to unite americans against violence and terrorism and teach to all the values of religious tolerance and the true meaning of being an american. it was supposed to be a moment when we all starred fear, injustice, hatred, intolerance, religious slavery with bold eyes and proclaim: never again! it again fell far short of that.
so as i thought more of the events today. i did eventually start to feel something. as the memories resurfaced, i couldn't help the chocking up that ultimately materialised. the memories of friends concerned for loved ones. of mates from new york recalling stories of near misses. of images of everyday heroes and heroines joining in the rubble of the twin towers to assist any way they could. i couldn't help but think: is this another opportunity to learn our lessons? if so, what lessons this time? i argue that we should strive to learn the same forgotten lessons of 10 years back. that we strive to shun violence and fundamentalism at its core. that we seek tolerance - in politics, in religion, in 'race', in thought, and otherwise. that we seek to find what unites us rather than scrape at what divides us. [i can start by replacing the "we" with an "I", i guess...] is that too much too hope for? i'm re-learning how to hope these days, but even I think it might be...
post-post: for more info about how 'the news' might impact the US, middle east, war on terror, etc...read Mr. Kristoff.
6 comments:
You know my views by now. Of course, I'm completely emotional numb to the whole thing because when stuff was happening on the TV, I didn't watch at ALL. In fact, the first time I saw the vids of 9/11 was last year. I never got caught up in the hype the first time around.
@sarai, with much love and respect (really), i don't consider the death of 3000 civilians (anywhere in the world and for whatever reason) hype.
Definitely not something to get into in the comments section, but I'm immune to the whole death thing - one person or three thousand, death is death. I've watched several people die one-on-one and I've watched several people die en masse.
The issue here is not a sentimental one, it is a political and economic one. I personally believe he's been dead since 2001 - so good on everyone for celebrating, a bit overdue. On the other hand, you have someone standing up in front of the whole world without a shred of evidence and we're supposed to take him on his word.
That's wrong, dude. You can't release a statement on how you killed bin Laden and spend 90% of it talking about 9/11. No, dude, no. We're not idiots.
ok. since i talk to you more on my comments than in person, i have to respond, then thats the last of me on this topic.
this is in fact a sentimental issue and a symbolic one, and thats it. it matters very little politically or economically that the man is dead. al queda still lives on and terrorism may in fact get stronger. it is NOT about the fact that the man is dead or some other conspiracy theory (no matter what the media wants people to believe). What matters is that those that lost loved ones (who in fact find this moment very sentimental) can have a sense of closure (which as a doc you will know is psychologically extremely important). What matters is that justice in some way (whether we agree with the means or not) have been done. thats it. now we can move on to other things. like the miriad others who are potentially much more dangerous than osama.
Nope - don't agree at all. Heartstrings are being yanked - that's the bottom line. We can argue that I don't have any, but the fact remains - the whole thing is playing on people's emotions whereas wall street and everyone else with large amounts of money are busy making money off the whole thing.
Also just to reiterate as in the mail - closure does not happen when someone who killed someone you know dies. It happens when someone you know dies. Closure was attained a long time ago - people are just feeling a sense that revenge was exacted and that is not the same as closure. And the whole operation was illegal under international law so I vouch now that it is also a legal issue.
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