Things are . . . happening. Bad things. September 11 I thought about blogging on September 11, but I couldn’t think of anything new to say. That’s sad. Seven years, and nothing has gotten better. Nothing tall and shining has risen from Lower Manhattan except the same phantom lights that are dragged out every year to stand in for real honor. Politicians putting on a show, so they look like they’re doing something mean­ingful. The day has become a joke. An oppor­tunity for public displays of affected grief, vapid speeches about “never forget[ting]”, and other political grand­standing. What the politi­cians and the bureau­crats and the local [ . . . ]

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