I am very happy that the tenth anniversary of our humiliating victimization by a band of fanatical terrorists falls on a Sunday. That means I don’t have to fight the crowds of visitors and dignitaries, security personnel, and media hordes to get to my cubicle where I toil for my salary. Other than that, the only observation I have is that the ‘remembrance’ often strikes me as morbid and a bit ghoulish. Certainly, there are individuals who have tremendous losses to mourn, and I wish them the best, but that’s an individual drama and anguish. I’m not sure that the articles, TV comments, speechifying and whatnot support and nurture that.
How admirably short and direct was Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. Perhaps we will be lucky, and receive the same.