9/11
On September 11, 2001 I was in my morning class at Providence. I remember how surreal it all felt, and how irrelevent and trivial everything seemed. I remember one of the Prof’s saying “This was Osama Bin Laden,” it was a name I’d heard, but knew nothing about. I also remember thinking to myself that it was important that as a society, we not allow ourselves to respond with hatred, that if we did we would have given the terrorists exactly what they wanted.
I wrongly predicted that the attack would percipitate a new era of American isolationism. Instead, America chose a different path. I understand why, but I’m amazed at how things have worked out.
