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September 11, 1973. The democratically elected government of Salvador Allende in Chile is ended by a military coup supported and funded by the United States. Special shout out here to George H.W. Bush, then-director of the CIA, now there was a man who knew how to get dirty deeds done. September 11, 2001a. Pretty much, boom, that’s the end of any attempt to revert to any semblance of global geo-political détente. In the name of stamping out your choice of: a) “Islamic” terrorism; b) American imperialism you can now do whatever you want to whomever you want on any scale large or small and it’s ok as long as you remember first to invoke either “a” or “b”. Good times. September 11, 2001b. Despite the day being weighted with so much history, what I really most remember about that particular, and fateful, September 11 is that it was the first ever time I stood at the front of a classroom in some quasi-position of authority. I was a teaching assistant. I had to hand out syllabuses. It’s not hard, really. But how was I to know? I’d never done it before and the prospect of having to do it made me nauseous. I didn’t sleep all night. I was already more terrified that morning than I’d ever been at any previous point in my life, and that was before I saw the planes fly into the towers. Comments are closed.
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