10 years later and still the events of that day are uncomprehendable, hard to grasp, painful and leaving me (and many others) almost speechless.
What have I done on that day? My day started quite usual, getting up, drinking coffee, having a cigarette, turning on my computer and the TV. I thought ‘how about having a look at news of the world?’ and I skipped from MTV to CNN only to see a skyscraper in billowing smoke and fire which made me think of a “Die Hard” Trailer- a bad one by that- but first I couldn’t believe what my eyes told my brain.
Slowly I read and reread the headlines under those pictures: “Aircraft crashed into World Trade Center”…
A rush of adrenaline cursed through my vains, my mind went into hyperdrive and my thoughts started racing- repeating these lines times and times and times: ‘It CAN’T be happening! That must be a terrible mistake, an appalling joke!’ While my mind tried to work those pictures out another input made its way to my brain… A second plane flew directly into the 2nd tower to rip it apart.
Unfothamble pain wahsed over me, I know I didn’t have friends or relatives anywhere near New York City or even the US, but still all those lives that would have been taken at precise that moment when the plains crashed into the towers made me shiver, and let tears pour down my face. I felt cold, stiff unable to move or to speak- I was shocked deeply to the core. Only one question repeated itself in my head ‘Why?’ but would this question ever be answered satisfactorily? No, not even today, 10 years later I found an answer. Despite the medias and politicians efforts to find an answer to give us an answer, but can such an act of aggression ever be explained?
Soon war was declared, a war against terrorism and as war go other lives were taken, again lives of innocent people, for our freedom. But how can we be free when freedom is bought with blood? Do aggression and violence lead to peace and freedom? Can any sensitive being believe in peace through war?
Were do we stand today, ten years later? Afghanistan, Iraq- are those people free, do they live in peace? Are we free of fear of terrorists and new attacks? No! Those people still suffer from oppression and terror and what about us? Are we free of fear, has our world become more peaceful, easier?
Now we do not only fear some unknown, evil terrorists lurking around corners but also financial brakdown, the global crash, another black friday… So what did we gain with that war against terrorism? Answers, satisfaction, peace for our hearts, minds and souls? I don’t think so… We only earned more dead bodies, more anger, hatred, aggression- the ideal matrix for fanatics, lunatics and other power hungry people who do not care for anybody but themselves…
To me it feels the world is still shaken to its core, we are still in shock and still running around like chickens with their heads chopped off… And maybe we are… think about the bigger meaning… WORLD TRADE CENTER down…. It’s not an American trauma, it’s a worldwide one…
