I’m feeling conflicted today. I remember exactly where I was five years ago today (in Cincinnati with my sister Stephanie) and what I was doing (keeping her distracted from the inflammatory, repetitive cable non-news coverage while also trying to check in with my friends Cathy in DC and Barb in Manhattan). I remember what I felt (like I’d been sucker-punched in the gut) and what it cost me (eventually my job, after the insurance industry froze its technology spending, and my peace of mind, now that the government says I’m supposed live in fear).
Today I’m conflicted by the solemnity of this grim anniversary and my disgust with the current political regime, its actions, and its propaganda. I’m offended by the term “Patriot Day” in my Target-branded Franklin Covey calendar, and by the red-white-and-blue table display placed front-and-center at the Johnson County KS Public Library Corinth Branch that urges me to “Celebrate Democracy!” I’ve consciously tried to avoid any retrospective, news analysis, or docu-drama, but damn it’s been difficult.
Five years later, freedom is NOT on the march, I fear my own government more that I fear anyone who wears a head scarf, and I question my ability to celebrate democracy as long as I’m living in this Orwellian nightmare.
Election Day is less than two months away, folks. Don’t forget to vote.