I feel deep sorrow for the people who died in the twin towers. And I absolutely hate how it’s been politicized and weaponized to justify so much more violence, imperialisn, hate crimes, surveillance, murder and the shifting of the US political system even further right
I can’t think of these lives lost and not also think of the many other lives lost in ensuing wars, anti-terror campaigns, Islamophobic and generally racist hate crimes and the demonizing and policing broadly of Asian, Middle Eastern and African peoples globally
It’s just deeply horrifying. It’s been almost 20 years and we are still dealing with the ramifications and fall out. Their deaths came at such a high cost we still have not seen the end of. The state does not honor them but uses them as a tool to justify more death. Miserable.
That time was a really sad and weird time to grow up, a scary time to have more ambiguously brown family members, and deeply radicalizing. Lots of people, sources and systems I was told to trust or at least believe showed themselves to be cruel, bigoted, mere agents of war.
Amidst this, as soon as the Iraq war was announced a church across the street from where we were living at the time put up a sign that said “Wage Peace” and that sign remains today. It did not go down during Obama’s tenure because he is a warmonger with blood on his hands.
I remember thinking “Yes. That’s right. War is wrong. And even in this conservative ass town with these zany ass people someone will say it” and I grew to become committed to saying it as well. No to war. End the war. No more bombing. No more invasions.
So today I think of the cycle of those lost here and abroad as a result of US imperialism and the fight that remains in the imperial core against the state, against war, against policing, against destruction of the earth. We mourn, we struggle, and we fight on.