Banazîr the Jedi Hobbit (banazir) wrote,
Banazîr the Jedi Hobbit

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Reflections on 9-11

I told myself at first that I wouldn't do this, as I am sure we have all felt the airwaves saturated with musings on the events of 11 Sep 2001 and their ramifications - some profound, some vacuous, some redundant, and some original. Like so many other friends whose entries I've read today, however, I felt the urge to pose a few questions that seemed important to me.

What is the best way to invalidate violent rhetoric? andrewwyld (whom I cite for the third entry in a row) has suggested that making laughingstocks of violent demagogues might do them in - idealogically speaking - as effectively as making laughingstocks of ourselves, the potential or imminent victims. It's an interesting thought, at any rate: scurra ex machina, if you will.

What is memorialized by a memorial? I have heard enough sentences that begin with "Let it [a park, a memorial, etc.] stand as a reminder..." and end with incitement to everything from ousting (or preservation) of the current U.S. administration through due electoral process, to references to more of the abovementioned violent demagoguery. Consequently, I have begun to suspect that - all too often - anger, blame, hate, regret and (the toxic variety of) grief are memorialized along with the dead. A morsel for thought.

How can we begin to grasp it? This phrase sticks in my memory as well. I have visited NYC all of one time (on the day I turned 10), and though I saw the WTC and the Ice Capades, and walked many flights of stairs inside the Empire State Building, I have a very faint memory of the images of the city. Like many, I can barely sense that it has been two years since that terrible day. What comes to mind today, oddly, is the recollection that over 10 years ago, a few months after the garage bombing of the WTC, three of my classmates and I were working on a C++ programming project - developing an intelligent agent to play a variant of the Milton-Bradley game Scotland Yard. We ended up calling the project World Trade Center, and I remember sitting through the demo one warm May day in 1993 and musing that all was well that ended with better security...

What a difference eight years makes.


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