The Day of Prayer and Remembrance
I was envious, today, of all those who have someone to pray to...like many
here, I have only myself.
The memorial held at noon today at Westlake Center in Seattle rallied around
the old-time favorites of God and Country, apparently Amara's Abyss has
consumed my soul, for I was able to call forth neither God nor Country today
to defend me or mine.
Like many pro sports teams here, the game has been postponed, both the
defense and the offense have thrown their uniforms in the hamper, packed up
the duffel and gone to seek comfort in the only church we know - home.
So. It was a relief to "just now" read this post from a friend:
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To Everyone,
This is poorly written, but it has been on my mind for the past two days:
I mourn the passing of 6000 or more lives, like everyone else. I cry like
everyone else over this. I work through mourning, like everyone, and lose
sleep, watch the news, like everyone. And I support the elimination of
terrorism, coupled with a redistribution of wealth and communications on a
global scale, like many of us. This may be another story, or it may be the
same story.
But I do not fly an American flag, wear red white and blue; this tragedy
does not make me patriotic, only sad. I fear patriotism and leadership; I
fear nationalism which all too often degenerates into further drawings of
lines, further ignorance, further racisms.
I fear, in other words, the calls to the flag, the calls to Americanism,
the calls to patriotism.
And I do not seek vengance or violence, and I deplore the rhetoric of war,
vengance, and violence dominating the news. I resent the transformation of
tragedy into this rhetoric, mourning into firearms.
I fear, in other words, the calls for war, the calls for vengance, the
violence already enacted against Arabs in our streets.
I do not pray to God, to any God, and I resent the implications that this
should be our means of dealing with the tragedy, or coming together as a
nation.
I fear, in other words, the call to religion, even for those of us who
have no belief, no religion, no desire to create even more havoc in the
names of gods who can only be unjust.
A lot of us find our country turning away from us, just as it turns to
war, nationalism, flags, patriotism, and vengance above all. Eliminating
terrorism is one thing - the rhetoric and all it implies, is something
else again, incredibly dangerous. The tragedy did not make me feel "more
an American" - if anything, it makes me feel more an internationalist than
ever - so many foreign citizens were also killed. And if the Net has
taught us anything, it is that ultimately we will all rise and fall
together, not separated by boundaries tempered only by the vagaries of
history.
We already see the result of the rhetoric in the violence against Arabs,
or anyone appearing "Arab-looking," across the United States.
Let us do whatever we can to endure. But let us also speak out, with care,
on and off the Net, before we are all silenced.
And let us mourn.
Alan
(sondheim@panix.com)
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