There are so many things that could be said today, on the tenth anniversary of the attacks of September 11th, 2001, but I’m failing to find words of my own that hold up. Rudolph Giuliani (the greatest mayor in the history of New York City long before 9/11: don’t let anyone tell you otherwise) said it the best for me today.
We’re used to terror threats, rumors and alerts, but if you trust the reports there seems to be a significant difference to the credibility attached to the current one, where New York and Washington D.C. are said to be targets of a plot to coincide with the tenth anniversary of September 11th, 2001. It’s no reason to panic, and I don’t see anyone panicking, but it’s worth remembering who this enemy is. If they do succeed in pulling off an attack, they will want it to be a monstrous one, intended to horrify and turn the stomachs of all decent people—intended to break hearts. Remember 9/11, remember Beslan, remember how they saw people’s heads off on video. Continue reading “9/11 Anniversary terror threat”
Who knew so many Manhattanites even owned American flags? (When it comes to posters or t-shirts of Che Guevara, no number would surprise me.) In the aftermath of the attack on September 11th, 2001, the stars and stripes were unfurled everywhere, and they stayed put for a long, long time. From huge displays on commercial edifices, pristine and beautiful flags on luxury doorman buildings, soon-to-fade paper facsimiles in apartment windows, to the flags that roared in the wind behind every fire truck that screamed by. Continue reading “September 11th, 2009”
