Sunday, September 11, 2011

I Just Can't Do the 9/11 Tribute

Thanks to the ridiculous last month of media saturation, I can't do it.  No analysis.  No sad pictures of 9/11. No over-the-top patriotism.  No detailed journal of "How 9/11 changed me."  I love America and I love New York City, but I just can't take any more "Extreme Terror Stories of Fear and Fiery Terror Agony from Above," tonight on Fox News, MSNBC, CNN, National Geographic, and every other channel.

Instead, here's William Carlos Williams' poem about FDNY Engine #5 - from FDNY Company #5 - NYC's oldest operating engine company.

"The Great Figure"


Among the rain
and lights
I saw the figure 5
in gold
on a red
firetruck
moving
tense
unheeded
to gong clangs
siren howls
and wheels rumbling
through the dark city


Yes, those are toy Godzillas on top of the truck
I saw this truck  while in NYC with Amy and Hank in 2010.  They were stopping to shop for fire house groceries.  All the men were pretty upbeat and thought Hank was a good looking baby.  Classic New Yorkers, though - I sure had a laugh, "Eyyyyy, we need some Pastrami ova heah!" "Don't get that freakin' provolone, that shit is harrible, bro!"

When we went outside, we saw all of the Godzillas on top of the truck, and I never forgot it.   I'm pretty sure these guys remember 9/11/01, and I'm pretty sure I don't need to see a one-hour special on Fox News or MSNBC about it, to validate what they saw that day. 

5 comments:

GSFeder said...

Thanks for your alternate perspective and the bravery you show for stepping off the hoo-rah bandwagon.

Stephanie and Dustin said...

Refreshing! I couldn't agree more with your sentiments. Great 9/11 post.

-stephanie

Justin said...

My wife was just asking me this morning "Am I a terrible person for being sick of all this 9/11 stuff on the media?" I agree with her. Its not even about 9/11 half the time its just a way of the media making a buck because celebrities are not doing anything worth talking about at the moment.

River Mud said...

Thanks you three!

Map Monkey said...

Yes, I thought I wanted to avoid all the 10th year 9-11 anniversary hoopla, also. But this morning when I woke up at about 8:40 am, I realized I would be in time to turn on the TV and catch the first bells that commemorate the first plane hitting the tower, and probably catch the reading of the names of my friends who died (they are at the beginning of the alphabet), and I realized that I needed to watch it. Again. It's not for everybody, that's for sure. I think it must be different for New Yorkers, especially those who, like me, lived within breathing distance of the dust cloud, and heard the actual impacts of the explosions, and had their lives turned upside down for quite a while. Anyway, now that all the names of the dead are inscribed in stone, hopefully they won't feel compelled to read out all the thousands of names every year anymore, and I won't feel compelled to listen. And we can all move on, remembering (or not) in our own way.