Secret Pop

Sep 11, 2001

Giant Question Mark in the Air

Martìn called me this morning early and told me to turn on the television. I saw the World Trade Center in flames, one tower was already gone. The Pentagon was also in flames. And I have spent the subsequent hours watching the news coverage, calling and being called by my friends and family, and just generally trying to figure out what is happening and how I am reacting to it. I am pummeled by the idea of the loss of life and the unexpected way in which things like this manage to put an end to people's hopes and dreams. I am ashamed of how small the sphere of my daily concerns typically is. And as in so many other instances in my recent life, I am humbled by the complete lack of control I feel.

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