That everyone around me had a story of someone they knew who was there. One of my best friends lost her neice in the daycare center in one of the towers.
The following ENDLESS days and weeks and months of live coverage & interviews that hit us every f-ing day while the rest of the country got to move on.
But what was the worst was the anger. Outrage and fury that seemed to go waaaaaay beyond "justified" and into "now it is permitted & rewarded". Witnessing my friends & coworkers who were dark of skin or just somehow seemed vaguely arab or muslim or just any kind of "other" being targets of hatred and bile and violence. The "We Are All American" sentiment never seemed to go over in America.
Goddess, I miss Mohamed! :( He was such a dear friend.
I remember when people around me were screaming for blood and vengence and them telling me we were attacked because, "they are jealous of our freedom!"
I spent some time looking things up & I'm like, "Okay, but they do have some valid complaints against us and we should look at those?" Which I tried to explain? But no one wanted to hear about it. It wasnt the narrative they wanted. Dismissed and denied out of hand. No complex answers here, thanks! Soundbite!
Which I see now reflected in the anger towards Black Lives Matter. I see it in the anger towards MeToo. Voting rights, etc.
"They have valid complaints" is dismissed and denied.
Well, I see the valid complaints and I see this wall of ANGER that I had been able to dismiss and deny before.
That's the Legacy for me. I see some things our national narrative glossed over. Our Shining City On A Hill is a painted scrim.
That being said, F U! AMERICA is hella closer to that City and //we// ASPIRE! You perspire! Liars!