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spacedean · 11 months
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DEAN WINCHESTER in 9.11 FIRST BORN
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phoenixyfriend · 9 months
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[Personal rambling about my relationship with an event of recent history. This is not meant to reflect anyone else's feelings on the subject, just my own. If you reblog, please engage in good faith.]
[TW: discussions of 9/11 and its effects]
One of the side-effects of watching a lot of videos on the topic of architecture, especially in NYC, is getting really strong, complicated feelings rising back up about 9/11.
I was living in Queens when it happened, and not yet six years old. I was young, but a few moments of the day it happened is pretty clear in my memory. I was too young and not connected directly enough to the event to really understand what was going on at the time, but it was very nearby and had very strong impacts on my life both immediately, and going forward.
(After all, I had to fly inter-continentally just to see my grandparents, and I had younger siblings. Any family from Serbia needed to apply for a visa to come over to visit us, and most of them didn't speak English. Imagine how difficult airports are, right after that, if you hadn't experienced it yourself. This doesn't apply to just New York, but it does apply to me.)
Anyway, the memories are pretty shaky but definitely there for me. I was lucky enough to not have anyone who died in the event or the aftermath, but my surroundings were pretty heavily impacted due to proximity, and I imagine there's a lot that happened that I don't remember because my parents shielded me from it.
The thing is... I was still there. I still remember it, and I feel a sense of connection to the way NYC chose to rebuild after, the ways it worked to commemorate the dead, etc. I was too young to be involved and, for a time, too distant--I lived in Colorado for six years, starting '07.
It's still the city that's defined much of my life, either while living in it or living on LI, which isn't NYC but is in its shadow in all ways. I've lived in or near NYC for over half my life.
So when I look at New Yorkers reacting to the event or commemorations of it, I get it. New Yorkers erecting monuments and having strong feelings about 9/11 makes sense. Of course the people who live here and were directly hit by it have strong opinions! It was a major event! Of course city residents went feral with anger when a random luxury housing unity tried to build higher than One World Trade Center. You don't just... choose to be larger than a building that was designed to commemorate one of the greatest tragedies in the city's recent history, especially not when that building's height is already symbolic, being exactly 1776ft tall at the spire.
It might seem stupid, but I get it. I understand why NYC residents were furious at the idea, given how contentious the supertalls already are.
I understand why, over twenty years on, the rebuilding is still ongoing. I understand why 2, 5, and the Perelman Performing Arts Center have taken so long, and are still years away from completion. Nobody wants to get this wrong.
And the reason it gets so complicated is because there's this stark difference to my feelings on how the average American, and also some New Yorkers, it's true, might use 9/11 as a tragedy to fuel their racism and xenophobia and jingoistic warmongering.
This isn't my tragedy, for all that I was in its shadow, saw the smoke rising and felt the echoes of it across my childhood. I didn't lose anyone in the attack or the aftermath, and I wasn't part of a minority group targeted in its wake. I was only ever on the fringes... but it was still my city, you know?
When I was in high school, I lived in Colorado. We were discussing the difference between primary, secondary, and tertiary sources in class. The teacher used 9/11 as an example, saying that everyone in the room was a secondary source, because we were alive and saw the events unfolding on television, but we weren't there, just getting the information secondhand from the news.
I raised my hand, and said I lived in New York at the time, just across the river, and the teacher acknowledged that I was significantly closer as a source than most of the class.
I don't call myself a primary source on this. I wasn't even six, yet. My memories have faded with time, and I wasn't as close as many were.
But there's still a pride in NYC and in the rebuilding, in the way that the city bounced back. It's not so much about the architecture and rebuilding, for all that its symbolism is important and meaningful in its own right. It's more about the smaller businesses that were impacted by the destruction of a large section of the financial district, the local delis and bodegas, the hot dog carts at Bowling Green, and the wider economy hit by the ripples of the event, which definitely did affect everything in the metro area, not just the immediate surroundings.
So it's not my tragedy, really, but it is New York's.
And there's a specific kind of distaste and rage in me when I see it co-opted. When I see the average American call it 'our' tragedy. 'The nation's' tragedy.
It's not. It's not yours to use for your violence and hate for what you call Other.
I don't feel suspicion when New Yorkers hold on to the symbolism of the event, and snap back at corporate interests that try to disrespect the memory of it. This is New York's tragedy, and it makes sense for New Yorkers to feel strongly about it.
I sure as hell suspect everyone else that tries to claim it, though.
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ardentpoop · 3 months
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nooooooooooooo
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lower-the-volume · 3 months
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first born
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deancasforcutie · 9 months
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severidekidd · 2 years
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I know you well enough to know that you will find the right way through.
CHICAGO FIRE — 9.11. ‘A Couple Hundred Degrees’
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r4cs0 · 2 years
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It's 9/11 y'all
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Oh god
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Not again
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awinterstales · 1 year
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Loic Nottet is back bitches!!!!
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You have no idea how long I have waited for this!!! He's backkk and I'm over the fucking moonnnn
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paellegere · 2 months
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the fact that john kept fucking blondes is so psychosexual of him actually. obsession runs deep in the winchester family
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drjohndisco · 3 months
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hell yeah!! bra'tac would be aces at leading the jaffa!
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spacedean · 11 months
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DEAN WINCHESTER in one random episode per day ‣ 70/327 9.11 FIRST BORN
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taunuswolf · 6 months
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ardentpoop · 3 months
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take a shot every time someone makes a rape joke abt sam
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lower-the-volume · 10 months
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9.11 First Born
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nemosynth · 8 months
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9.11 / 22
22 years from 9.11
おはようございます。 皆さん、さまざまに当時のことを教えてくれておおきにです。
理解しあえなくとも共存できる。 理解しあえなくとも協力できることすらある。
多様性は人の悲劇と可能性。 Diversity is people’s both tragedy and possibility. 
♬  ♬  ♬
ハリウッドをしのぐ映像を見たのですから、非現実感しかないですよね。 だからこそちょっとでもその渦中にいた人にとっては、ガチでありえないことだらけでした。それほんま?がほんまという連続。
正義は国によって民族によって違います。正義は教育によって刷り込まれるからです。それをあえて異化して客体化して眺めるのは勇気がいります。自己の存在基盤とか依拠してた当たり前のものが崩落するからね。僕でも限度あります。
僕がするのは、体力あるときに一所懸命に見聞きして考えて、体力がなくなったら離れて休んで、その繰り返し。
テロリストやロシアの言い分を聞く時、その背景を知ることでそこに至った経緯やメカニズムを理解することは大切です。そして、理解はすれど受け入れるかどうかは別。っていうか受け入れてしまうとただの無批判。
世界の警察アメリカといえど、ひとつのnation stateに過ぎないのであって、united nationではない。 その自負心と仕様上の限界とを知るとき、アフガンとかアルカイダとかイラクとかISILとかみたいな難しい問題が隙間から出てきますね。同じ構造、同じような問題が多分これから中国やインドやもっとそれ以外のさまざまな国々からも出てくるのでしょう。
私が子供のころ住んでた米西部は、ほんとうに理想郷のような平和で自由な空間でした。
「そうか、君には太陽が緑に見えたからそう描いたのか。Good job!」 小学校のお絵かきでお日様を緑に描いたら褒められるのです。どんな色でも良いのです。
皆が描いた絵は「その色にその色ぶつけるかー!?」という奇想天外な色使いとむっちゃへたくな形とで、みんながちっちゃなアンディ・ウォーホールでした。ありえんすぎて言葉を失いました。これが、自由というものなのだと知った十歳です。正面衝突するような勢いで知ったのです。
うちの子自慢大会。 ガキ大将の親でも「うちの子は積極的♪」て鼻高々。 うちの子なんてほほほほ等と謙遜しようものなら、親からもバカにされるとはどんだけひどい子なのか、とあきれられます。 自己肯定感しか育ちません。 子供らは、いっつも我先に「自分はこうしたい!」と口々に言います。 先生からも「お前はどうしたいねん?」って常に問われます。
日本みたいに、センセが欲する答を生徒の口から無理くり言わせるなんてありえません。誰が何と言おうとまず最初に自分がしたいことを明らかにし続ける。その楽しさから出発して、それが利害衝突したらその時に話し合って考える。忖度なんて概念すらありません。
センセが欲する答を言わされてるうちにセンセに忖度するようになり、それがうまいやつが学級委員になり、不器用でへたなやつがグレて、ホンネとタテマエとが乖離し、せっかく良いことを言ってても良い子ちゃんのタテマエだとみなされ、議論が育たない。
そんな極東の忖度列島とは根本的に違いすぎてて、それもまた正面衝突するような勢いで思い知らされるわけ。
桁違いの創造性の自由と豊かさを。
でもそれは、強大な核兵器に守られた武装平和だからこそ可能な大陸深部の楽園なのだと言われたら、私には返す言葉がないです。
そうかもしれないけど、その楽園で体得した実感を周りに広めて武装なき平和が少しでも広まればいいと思うのみです。
出張で行った人生初のNYCで珍しく時間が余った時、一緒にいた米人同僚と私とでタクシーに乗り込みながら   米人同僚「ヘイ、ネモ、どっか二時間ほどサイトシーイングしよっか。どこ行きたい?」   私「......Ground Zero.」   米人同僚、まじかよって顔になって運ちゃんに「Ground Zero.」 そのとき撮った写真を添付します。事件から3年後の2004年のことでした。しかも僕の誕生日。
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理解できなくとも共存はできる。 理解できなくとも協力できることすらある。
この一番身近な例は夫婦かもね笑♪
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