It’s September 11th, again. It kinda snuck up on me. I didn’t think about it all yesterday, it was just another day. I think we’re getting to the point where we can commemorate the events of September 11th, 2001, without having to spend all day dwelling on it. As my friend Jeff wrote this morning:
Eventually we’re going to have to get over 9/11.
Now, don’t get me wrong here. I’m not telling you to get over 9/11 the event. If you’re one of those people who’s still recovering from the trauma of that day, then man, you’ve got my support. Really. I was hit awfully hard by 9/11 even though I didn’t lose anybody close to me. I can only imagine how much worse it would be if I’d known somebody who died, or if I’d witnessed the tragedy with my own eyes. I’m the last person to trivialize the emotional impact of an event like that.
But sooner or later, we’re going to have to get over 9/11 the day. Sooner or later, it’s going to have to go back to being just another day.
We are going to have to get past the day, in order to heal. The lives that were lost that day were significant, they were folks just like you or me, going to their jobs and about their lives, and they were plucked from us by selfish bastards who felt their (admittedly bullshit) cause was more important than those lives. But we have to move on. We cannot dwell in sorrow, but rather we must push forward in their memory.
I’ll be glad when the 11th day in September is a just like the 10th or like the 12th.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs