I wanted to write about this day and what happened 2 years ago as well as what happened 30 years ago, and about the need for seeds of peace. Read the whole thing here if your 9/11 threshhold can take yet another one of these.
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You weren’t, by chance, talking to me in that last sentence were you? (He who declared himself sick of the subject?) 🙂
I loved the concluding lines.
Brief comment and tying in to my own life has occurred at Pax Nortona.
No I wasn’t. I might have been thinking of Brent (perhaps), whose life was so irrevocably changed by what he did (and n.b. that the Squamish 5 targeted propery, not people). One of my friends here said he did it for love of a particular individual (A. Hanson), which puts an interesting twist on the problem (of abstraction vs specificity/concreteness). Or again, I might have been thinking of all of us, how we’re all buffeted between abstraction and concreteness. I didn’t put this in the piece, but Lauren was interviewed on NPR after Afghanistan and the start of GWII. She said, “When they showed civilian casualties or told about civilian or American casualties, which some of were from friendly fire, with each person that died, it didn’t matter who was killed. Whoever was killed, for me, it was point-by-point watching it was like watching Phil’s death all over again.” I think this is one of the most amazing things I’ve ever heard: this is better than bombs any day. (Read the interview here.)
I can relate. People often say that pacifists like me just prefer to see dead American soldiers to dead Iraqis. I don’t like seeing any of the dead — that’s the true opposite. Iraqi militarists are of their own kind which is how they can get a war going and keep it going.
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