Freedom/Privacy

It's 9/11! Bring on the death porn!

by Brad Jacobson

Another year, another opportunity for the GOP to use 9/11 to pump fear into our populace while “honoring our dead.”

As a New Yorker, while that day and weeks and months that followed will always be with me, I’d long grown numb from the Bush administration’s and Republicans Party’s branding of 9/11 for their own despotic aims: an America in which democracy has been gagged, waterboarded and renditioned to a dank faraway cell for its own protection, while our “heroic” protectors of freedom fight against a noun — terror — and something that’s been around since the dawn of time — terrorists.

For a brief moment, however, during the Republican National Convention’s “9/11 tribute” film, I was viscerally reminded of the lengths to which our current leadership will go to terrorize their own citizens into handing over their liberties for another four years. I watched the towers fall again, that deceptively blue sky, the dust and smoke and people running for their lives. An impeccably edited piece of GOP death porn.

If Barack Obama’s campaign can be summed up in two words — hope and “Enough!” — then two words can also encapsulate John McCain’s — fear and “Boo!”

Under this cynical and fascist canard, the Bush administration and their traitorous partners in Congress, including both former and some current Democratic members, have driven our ideals, our hopes, our economy, our environment, our soldiers and many fellow citizens of the world into the ground. Literally.

Hopefully the act of this seven-year-old hijacking of our country begins and ends with today’s anniversary. Or, at the very least, with the final day of George W. Bush’s immeasurably lethal and nightmarish presidency.

I won’t watch the ceremonies today. I cannot sit and listen to Bush and John McCain pretend to care about my fellow New Yorkers who lost their lives on 9/11 or my fellow Americans who lost their liberty right after that. Instead, I’ll honor their memories by spending the day working on an investigative piece that seeks something that also died on that ironically clear day in September: truth.

To all the families and friends who lost loved ones seven years ago today, you’re in my thoughts and prayers for a brighter future.

(Cross-posted from MediaBloodhound.)

2 replies »

  1. Well put, Brad.

    I’m not a New Yorker and can’t imagine what this would be like for me if I were. Maybe something like Columbine times a million. But I don’t have to be a New Yorker to empathize with your outrage at how 9/11 was commandeered and turned to uses that have been even more tragic than the attack itself.

  2. I second Dr. Slammy’s thoughts.

    I happened to be in the States for 9/11, and i’m fairly sure that it affected me differently than it did most Americans. For me, it watched like a slick Hollywood adaptation of a low-budget foreign film that i had seen previously. I lived in Russia during Putin’s rise…a rise that came quickly on the heels of “terrorist” attacks in Moscow. There was no investigation; a clamor for war arose from the halls of power; and what was a fledgling democracy turned rather authoritarian over the course of a few short weeks. (I put “terrorist” in quotes because the idea that the FSB was behind the attacks had traction with Russians immediately; furthermore, the lack of forensic investigation led to similar, Western conjecture.)

    From then on, my friends and i had to run interference for the wife of one of those friends…because she was Georgian and dark-skinned. The pimply faced soldiers prowling the streets were on the lookout for anyone who might be a “terrorist”.

    The few Americans that i knew wailed loudly about the new abrogations of their human rights (checkpoints, document check sweeps, etc.). I was simply thankful that such behavior didn’t happen at home.

    For me, the real tragedy of 9/11 was watching the militarized response all over America in the aftermath. I realized that the home i had been proud of was gone, replaced with the kind of behavior that my compatriots had decried so loudly. The flag draped remembrances of the date feel more like the way a widow celebrates the deathdate of her husband than anything else. I am not patriotic enough.

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