A few days later I started getting a rush of visitors from the Feministe Blog and discovered that my post apparently was really bugging blogger Jill!
I imagine that Jill is quite annoyed that on this tenth anniversary of the attacks, since "Where were you?" stories are quite popular!
But I’ll put in my last two cents: It’s disgusting that September 11th has been turned into a platform for narcissism, pushing political agendas that have nothing to do with what happened on that day, and selling shit. So here are my suggestions, for anyone who wants them:
-It’s not about you. I know, for the more self-absorbed among us, it might seem that My 9/11 Story is totally important because, you know, the terrorists could have bombed Ohio! But they didn’t. So shut it. And “Where were you??” is perhaps the most obnoxious 9/11-related question of all time. So shut that, too. Also, when you’re writing a tribute to someone, “She’s so much like MEEEE!” does not tend to be the best way.
Where were you on 9/11.
A Collection of "Where were you?" stories by Meg McConahey of Press Democrat.com
I remember Jill was particularly annoyed that anyone from Ohio would remember 9/11 because we weren't attacked (even though Flight 93 crossed into Ohio air space.) Nonetheless, Ohio remembers.
Ohioans Remember "Where were you?
But really, since it was a NATIONAL tragedy and something that affected everyone in some way, it's normal that regardless of where you were geographically that day, it is an event seared into our collective consciousness.
Alaska remembers- and you can't get much more geographically distant from that on US soil!
and you don't even have to be an American Citizen to remember!
Paul McCartney, The Love We Make.
As for the "She's so much like meee" remark - I think what made 9/11 so scary was that the victims WERE JUST LIKE US! These were regular people going to their regular jobs and living regular lives. Age, gender, race, occupation - none of that mattered; none of them were safe. That is the brilliance of terror - that it lacks logic in who experiences it, and that is precisely what keeps us a little bit afraid even 10 years later. I have to think that's why we have allowed airport officials grope us at the airport - a little indignity for the sake of staying alive, because if it happens again, it could be us.
So yea Jill, I guess I was guilty as charged. I wrote about a wife and a mother. The thought that such a person could die such a brutal and unexpected death still haunts me.
I suspect I'm not alone.
For more blogger memorials of 9/11 victims the 2996 project continues here.