“I am so tired of 9/11.  I am so tired of the hypocrisies, the cant, the vaingloriousness (the bulls

“I am so tired of 9/11.  I am so tired of the hypocrisies, the cant, the vaingloriousness (the bullshit, quite frankly).  What right does anyone have piously to talk about our brave and honored dead, sacrificed victims, when the wars go unabated, the nuclear stockpile grows, when the children are left to starve and die in anguish and desperately alone (in their own feces) on the border, when they are wrenched from their parents’ arms, when we can callously watch them die (watch them die), such noble souls we are to murder children as the exact right expression of our violent racism (these brown people: remember slavery? Remember lynching, remember slaughtering the people found inhabiting this continent)? (We say we wouldn’t have let the people in the buildings in downtown Manhattan die, if there were anything we could have done. But we will watch and even applaud the children on the border die, or the refugees on the capsizing boats in the Mediterranean, all those (black and brown people) who schemed in fraud to arrive on our shores to steal from us and rape our women and murder us in our beds (what they used to fear the enslaved people would do, so recently in the 19th century)–so we let them die, on our watch.  What we could stop, we don’t.) I am so tired of 9/11.  I am tired of the racist maligning of Islam, one of the great attempts (like Judaism, like Christianity, like Zoroasterism, like the enlightenment of the Buddha, like the Siberian shamans) of human beings to imagine the whole of the universe, all at once, to have awe for, but not fear of, our existence in a shell of holiness, (wondering about our existential loneliness) all of us, from any of the great imaginations, equally frail and at fault for the sins of those traditions, equally war like and bloodthirsty, still equally fundamentally patriarchal, equally still oppressing in fact and theory  more of our fellow humans than we assist, still murdering and burning and stoning those who will risk all for loving in the freedom of their humanity, not the prisons of gender and sex?  All of us engaged in an equal feral tearing apart the world in manic disregard of what we destroy when we create global climate catastrophe? (What matters 9/11 if we destroy the earth?  How many will we have killed who should have come after us, but will not be able to be born if we have taken away the earth?) I am so tired of 9/11. Making an asinine exceptionalism of the United States with flags and bunting and facetious solemnities when the bombs (so many our own) are slamming against populations all over the world, every person dying a citizen of the same world of death, no one mattering more than another. I am tired of creating a vast prison of hunger, fear, misery and death because we have not yet learned the world is one great and astonishingly beautiful human and natural place and not a foolish cacophony of bickering, warring, murdering nations who refuse to share, only aspire to own, (only enemies, never friends, neighbors, brothers and sisters)    thinking that at the end, one nation will be left standing (the United States? In a purity of whiteness, with all the world burnt to the ground?  What hell do we imagine to be heaven?).   I am so tired of 9/11, tired of constructing the vast mausoleum of the United States where with war and savagery, at home and abroad, we add to every year, where our corpses old or freshly made are slowly carried in and we are building a carrion heap of death which we worship rather than ending war and pestilence and poverty and hunger, instead of celebrating the way we might love and prosper and explore the mysteries of who we are, everyone equally interesting and essential in the brilliance of everyone else’s discoveries. (I am so, so tired of 9/11.) I want us to begin to worship love and joy and life, not hate and war and death.“ - Charles Frederick -- source link

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