Yes, it is September 11, 2009. I remember September 11, 2001. It was dawn, and I was just came off work as a nurse staffer. I ran a shower and turned on the tv. When I got back, Good Morning America was on live feed (it is usually on tape delay for the West Coast) and they were talking about a crash.
Then I saw what had happened.
And then I saw what had happened next.
Afterwards, I was in shock. I could not get through to my family in Brooklyn. Peole showed up to give blood down at the Red Cross.
But a lot of people died.
The economy, already teetering, crashed resoundly, and Oregon went into a deep recession until 2005. We started a war, then another war, and blame Muslim and dark skinned Arab citizens for the crimes, and took perverse pride in our newfound racism against a people who had nothing to do with it. People talked about the unity of the country.
And I also remember Hurricane Katrina in 2005, and the whole country, thinking itself rich on cheap credit from overseas investors and paper inflation on property, basically told the New Orleans to go and drown, and if they drowned, it was their own fault for doing so.
So much for unity.
No memorials, no speeches from over-sterioded men. We had a President fly over the damage and reward no bid contracts to acquaintances. We saw the simpering horror of newscasters used to air conditioned offices.
But no help from the government, and only contempt from those same people who talked about the unity of the country.
Don't talk to a native New Yorker about September 11. The city recovered. New Orleans, however, is still waiting.
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