10 years ago, nearly to the hour, I was in my digital photography lab at Washtenaw Community College. My teacher came into the class room with tears running down her face. She said a plane had just crashed into the World Trade Center. We could not believe it. We made it into the hallway just in time to see the second plane crash via the news.
Obviously that day changed our lives. In both very personal and very far-reaching ways. My heart still hurts for the all the victims of the attacks. Their families. The people suffering still today. Either socially, politically, or far worse those mourning the loss of loved ones. I also have an overwhelming feeling of strength and heroics thinking of the first responders, and all those who put themselves in great danger for the sake of their fellow man.
Finally, there is sense of bewilderment, anger, and frustration regarding the aftermath of 9/11. Seeing civil rights narrowed, warfare, racial profiling, the patriotism bandwagon, the list goes on. Ten years ago Sage Francis wrote a raw song – Makeshift Patriot, very soon after the attacks. Above being an acute criticism of blurred 9/11 coverage, it has sadly proved prophetic as well.
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