Monday, September 11, 2006
But jeez - could anything be profound enough? meaningful enough? especially from someone who was miles away from any actual trauma, well-insulated and safe as I was?
I could piggyback on other people's suffering, I suppose. That's always poignant and moving.
But there's no shortage of actual survivors with actual tales to tell. So I'll let them tell, if they desire, with not-a-lot of noise from me. As they say, better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to open one's mouth and remove all doubt.
so please accept my moment of silence.
shit...25,000 children die from malnourishment EVERY DAY. 3,000 died on "9-11". what's our deal?, are we really THAT stupid?
(I included, i'm not singling out anybody with 'we')
not so much guilty as feeling completely unprepared to communicate on the subject. Like I didn't read the assignment or do the homework.
of course, even allowing comments to this post (mine, others) may be snatching defeat from the jaws of victory...not so silent really if I'm still yammering on in the comments...
I also think we need to also move on.
probably easier for some of us than others, depending on proximity to hot spots, whether one's relatives and loved ones were involved, etc.
some sort of weak decaffeinated sugar-free low-cal survivor-guilt-lite? maybe.
I lived in the DC area during that fateful time. And people who were directly effected by that day definitely have a host of issues that are different from the general malaise, grief, despondency what have you those of us who weren't directly effected felt.
But being mired in anything worries me. Inertia gets us nothing but trouble.