Monday, May 2, 2011

I Usually Don't Do This

At least, not on the blog, but I believe that today calls for breaking some rules.  What rule, do you ask?  My own personal rule about politics.  Generally, I try to keep politics off of here because I hate when people get all preachy about their views and ignore the other side of things.  I'm not here to preach, absolutely, but I do have specific opinions that I feel inclined to share, and they involve politics and grey areas and things people get heated about.  If you aren't a fan of this sort of thing, I totally understand and I kindly urge you to stop reading.  But, if you'll allow me, I'd like to share how I'm feeling right now.

Just a few hours ago, President Obama told us that Osama Bin Laden is dead.  And I think, in a small way, the world changed.  I think we have begun a shift into a new paradigm, one that we've been waiting for for a long time.  I certainly don't think that, come 8 am, everything will have changed for the better and we will all be able to stop thinking about security and the risks out there, definitely not.  But I do think that this is the first step in a series of many (many) steps to creating different world.  Change is hard, and it doesn't come easily or quickly.  It comes one drop in the bucket at a time.  But eventually, the bucket will be full.  And that is what we are working for, at least in my opinion.

This is my favorite picture from the NYTimes coverage.  from here, by Michael Appleton
Of the 3 years I spent at NYU, I lived all of them in Lower Manhattan.  2 of those years, I lived right in the heart of the Financial District,  on the same street as Ground Zero, just on the opposite side of the island, a 5 minute walk away.  I loved living down there (it was very quiet and clean--thanks, Wall Street Business Men) and, most of the time, where "there" was never entered my consciousness.  But each time that day in September rolled around, I would wake up to this deafening silence, cut through by the mourning song of bagpipes.  Ground Zero was (and is) a strange place.  When I was living there it was still a huge hole in the middle of the city.  And when I say huge I mean enormous, much bigger than you'd imagine.  There was an emptiness there that never seemed to be filled....except on that day in September, when people from all around the world, including the President himself, would congregate there, filling up the emptiness with their prayers for a better, more peaceful world.  And while this day was always particularly hard, it was also extremely beautiful and it gave me hope--hope that there will one day come a time when this sort of thing will be a relic of the past, where hate and terror have no place in our every day lives.

This moment is historic because it is a kind of period on the end of a sentence that we've been writing for nearly 10 years.  It is both an end and a beginning.  This moment if full of promise.  So, how am I feeling?  I think the way I feel is best summarized in this quote:

"I have never wished a man dead, but I have read some obituaries with great pleasure." ~Mark Twain

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