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9-11 in New York

Por: | 10 de septiembre de 2011

For the past ten years, I've begun to dread my birthday. There’s little to look forward to when you live in New York and the date of your birth is September 11.

The days leading up to it are usually the worst. Toward the end of August, stories of tragedy and horror and heroes start filling up the pages of the local papers. Come September 1, around-the-clock coverage of the “anniversary” begins. By September 11, I just want the day to end so I don’t have to ever hear about September 11 again.

For me, September 11 is a reminder of the great paradox that is America. It has forced me to confront my mixed feelings about the country that I live in, to realize that the United States can at once be awesomely tolerant and unapologetically ignorant. It is a place where you can be overwhelmed by human generosity one minute, and appalled by brash arrogance the next.

September 11, 2001 was a terrifying and traumatizing day for tens of thousands of people, and, arguably, for an entire nation. It was eventually exploited by politicians, pundits, and profiteers. But in the first hours, days and weeks after the planes crashed in New York and Washington, September 11 provided evidence of the kindness and humanity of the people of the United States.

Most estimates put the total dead from the attacks (at the World Trade Center, the Pentagon and on the four planes) to be around 2,760. It's an approximation because many remains were pulverized beyond recognition. And the number changes because people continue to perish from injuries sustained at the site. Just this week, several New York lawmakers presented a bill that would include cancer on the list of conditions that people living or working near ground zero can apply for funding to help cover the cost of their medical bills.   

Some 50,000 people worked in the Twin Towers in 2001, and on any given day up to 200,000 people could cross the World Trade Center area. When you hear the stories of the sacrifices so many made that day to make sure complete strangers survived,  you begin to understand why the death toll was lower than it certainly could have been.

People like Frank De Martini and Pablo Ortiz, the Port Authority employees who worked on the 89th floor of the North tower, and went up and down 14 floors, prying open shut exits so that people could escape. They, themselves, didn’t make it out. 

Or Brooklyn firefighter Stephen Siller, who was on his way back home from Brooklyn when he heard about the explosion at the World Trade Center. Hearing the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel was closed off to vehicular traffic he ran, with all of his equipment on, until a truck from another fire company spotted him toward the exit  and dropped him off near the World Trade Center. He was not seen again.

When President Bush announced soon after the attack that he was sending troops to Afghanistan to hunt down the perpetrators, there was little resistance, domestically or internationally. But as the months and years passed, opportunists seized control of a vulnerable population. Inflated with the confidence of waging a war that was deemed “just” in Afghanistan, the Bush administration conflated 9/11 with Iraq to drum up support for an unjust and unnecessary war in Iraq. Employing a harsh rhetoric that confused jingoism with patriotism, the U.S. government of the time  made it clear that you were either with them, or you were against them.

And the members of the American media, the watchdogs for the citizenry, collectively looked the other way. Some have apologized. Most have not.

The America of tolerance and generosity become the America of fearful obeisance and ignorant hostility, not to mention ridiculous inanity. Two years after Le Monde declared “We are All Americans”, U.S. Congressman Bob Ney, incensed by France’s opposition to an invasion of Iraq, ordered the cafeterias in the U.S. House of Representatives to rename "French fries" to "freedom fries". It was ridiculous. It was embarrassing. And it wasn’t changed back until 2006.

The dedication of journalists’ and politicians to their country was questioned when they opted not to wear an American flag lapel pin. And “national security” was used as an excuse to permit everything from domestic spying to warrantless raids of homes to torture.

When I moved to Spain in 2003, it was a much-needed respite from the lunacy that had taken hold of the United States. And then on March 11, 2004, the bombings at Atocha happened. I watched from Granada, where I was living, as 191 people died and more than 1,800 were wounded by the bombs planted on four commuter trains. What struck me most about the country’s reaction was that, unlike in the United States, people did not feel a blind obligation to rally behind Aznar or his party simply because he was president.


For the past three years, I have worked three blocks from where the Twin Towers once stood. The neighborhood has been completely rebuilt. According to the Tribeca Tribune, nearly 100,000 people lost their jobs in lower Manhattan alone after September 11. Over 700 companies moved or shut down in the first two years after Sept. 11, and almost 25,000 residents were displaced from their homes. Ten years later, there are now more businesses than there ten years ago, and the population has doubled.

It’s a testament to American persistence. But it's also proof that America is a capitalist society before anything else. New York is a city driven by money, and all of that valuable real estate had to be developed.

The only glaring reminder now of the events of September 11, 2001 is the construction site at “ground zero.” It is still, 10 years later, a gaping wound that funding disputes have not allowed to fully mend. The PATH train station is finally starting to install the arches for the Santiago Calatrava-designed roof it was promised, but in a scaled-back version. The memorial’s fountains and gates will finally open this weekend. At the far corner of the site, 85 stories of the Freedom Tower already loom over Lower Manhattan. The site is only halfway repaired. Somehow that seems appropriate for a nation that, while showing signs of its fortitude, also is still trying to come to grips with its unjust and unnecessary reactions to tragedy.

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Pues eso. So much for the stupid ethnical homogeneity they are seeking around Brussels...

And the reaction of the spanish population was shameful, even if we take into account the illegal and morally corrupt actions of the socialist party for the purpose of winning an election, only to do the same thing themselves a few years later in Libia.

Their reactions were totally just and absolutely necessary.

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