One great thing about Hurricane Irma! It kept the 9/11 Porn out of the headlines.
You already knew I was a Horrible Human Being (and really – why are you reading this?), so it should come as no surprise that I’m sick to death of 9/11 commemorations.
Yep. 9/11 was the day that changed everything.
I have a feeling that everything would have changed anyway, though. Just more slowly. The human world seems to be embarking upon one of its periodic tilts into darkness, fundamentalism, and collectivism. Did the events of 9/11 tilt the balance? Maybe.
But manufacturing was already on the brink of becoming completely automated. Leaving nothing but service jobs for human beings. Surveillance is the biggest service industry of all! Plenty of jobs if the government needs employees to spy on its citizenry!
I’m completely aware of the advantages I enjoy as an American. Call those advantages “privilege” if you like.
Am I grateful for them?
Because I think they should be the baseline.
If Homo Sapiens is really a violent, sadistic species that enjoys killing and torturing members of the species that deviate from however the “norm” has been defined – and most improbably, the “norm” has been defined as white and male – then I don’t want any part of it. I should never have been born. I should have been abandoned on a mountaintop as a squalling female infant before my ego had developed to the point of attachment to the world around me.
I’m not patriotic.
For whatever reason, I tend to see the world from the perspective of an enlightened anthropologist, say, from the planet Mars.
Do you remember Pearl Harbor?
Do you observe a moment of silence at 11am on 11/11?
9/11 is only important because some of us know people who know people who were there. As those people die, it will recede into unimportance. Become just another brutal event in a world that’s filled with brutal events.
In other news, the repair I took my car in for was very cheap. But they found other things wrong with my car. Expensive things! That’s the real reason for my misanthropy this morning.
To cool myself off, I went for a looooong hike. And saw the deer in the photo above.
Hunting season is looming.
Run away, little deer, I wanted to say. Unless you want to become venison sausage.