South of Sunnyside

Earlier this week I let loose on Twitter with a series of posts mocking propaganda attached to the opposition of Obama’s address to America’s schoolchildren. Opposition wasn’t my target; fear-mongering and polarization were. This morning, as I thought back eight years to where I was on September 11, 2001, I realized that I, too, was only feeding a frenzy.

When the towers went up in flames, I was at a Youth With a Mission base in Colorado, preparing an extended trip out of the country; needless to say, security at the airports was tight. I spent the next two months immersed in another culture, separated from the emotional turmoil felt back home.

I hope we never forget those who fell victim to such a horrible act of violence.

I also hope, however, that we learn to stop polarizing our communities, cultures, countries and everyday conversations. In war, or politics, or religion, or economics (or …) we seem bent on painting others as enemies—whether they’re 3,000 miles away, or right across the street.

That’s how I’d like to honor the victims of 9/11: by opening myself up to others’ perspectives, and acknowledging that even when we disagree, we can still be civil and respectful.

I have a long way to go. It won’t be easy. Anyone with me?

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