My politically incorrect stance on 9/11
The TV promos have started. The special programs have started. The tenth anniversary of 9/11 is almost here and it’s clear we are going to be swamped with special observances, special programs, special coverage. Everything imaginable to observe and commemorate the date. To remember every painful detail and death.
Well, I won’t be watching. I’ll be switching the channel every time something about 9/11 comes on. Call me heartless, unpatriotic, unfeeling. I expect it, and I don’t care.
I wallowed in 9/11 coverage, footage, and retrospectives for years. I cried and cried. And cried some more. My heart broke a million times. I cannot and will not do it anymore. I’ve got to let it go.
No more watching planes crash into skyscrapers. No more watching people leap to their deaths. No more first responders choking in the dust of incinerated concrete and insulation and human beings. Enough. I’ve cried enough.
I am not going to do it anymore.
It’s been ten years. It’s history. And it’s still too soon.