Sunday October 7. 2001
an on display collab : where were you when

going around again

So this is what I was doing. It was a cold day. I got up late, at 11, and dragged my comforter and pillow into the living room, snuggled on the couch and watched the last few minutes of Meet the Press. I ate some lunch, piled my papers and books next to the computer in preparation for writing my essay for Women's Studies. I procrastinated and dozed on the couch.

And then there were the fuzzy green nightvision lights on the television, little flares of bright light seen through an unsteady camera. The general had a map of Afghanistan spread in front of him, using a pointer. We bombed here and here and here and here. I had strange sudden flashbacks. I remember looking at the same images through my 10 year old eyes in 1991.

We knew it was going to happen. Just like we know that they're going to strike back at us again, it's not a matter of if, it's a matter of when, say the experts. I got online and surfed the news sites. I recieved shocked email from friends.

This is where I was. This is what I might say to my grandnieces or nephews. I was in my cold little apartment in Elkins Park, Pennsylvania. I was in my junior year of college when it happened. I remember, I had a 5 page essay due at 3:30 the next day. When the world changed. When the world changed again.

When I see all the American flags, I want to cry. John pointed out to me that for his generation, flags meant you were pro-war. And I can't see much difference now.

I've never been so ashamed to be an American.

One Year Ago:
"We visited (as I can remember) Stetson University, Syracuse University, Rochester Institute of Technology, Alfred University, and of course, Tyler."

Two Years Ago:
"To put it simply, it is one of the most wonderful and beautiful albums I have ever listened to."