It’s not that I don’t care, but it’s so horrible, and I can’t do anything about it. I don’t know anybody in New York City, famous or not, and I can’t get any emotional traction on this. I don’t care about terrorism. I can’t do anything about terrorism. I refuse to even consider that anything like that will ever happen to me anyway, even if I lived in NYC.
I hate hearing people being so frightened when I can’t fix what happened. I suspect some people are overreacting anyway, given that they’re not directly involved either, and I hate that too. I hate that the radio has been talking about this NONSTOP ALL MORNING, and that my supervisor has seen fit to share this with us (I’ve been wearing earplugs all morning), and that every office I’ve talked to this morning has had it on in the background, and I hate that talking about it so much seems to make it horribly less significant somehow.
I hate the way you can’t f*cking get away from hearing the news. I hate the way everything comes to a complete media halt and you HAVE to watch/hear about this horrible stuff, and that in a way it’s like gaper’s block on the highway, in the way that everyone has to hear the latest awful details about people jumping out of buildings. I mean, even if I were interested, I wouldn’t be interested any more, I’d be BORED. And THAT’S horrible.
And we’re going to be hearing about this every day for years. Looking for survivors, interviewing their grieving families, big public memorial services, endless discussion of terrorism, endless debate over America’s response (and another thing - I don’t trust Bush to handle a crisis well. Worst case scenario: he’s gonna start military action of some kind to show us, and the world, how tough he is), increased security at airports and big buildings (not that that’s bad, of course), and the slow process of clearing the debris and rebuilding.
Sorry if this is disjointed. It isn’t meant to be a rant. If this were a daytime talk show, I’m sure they’d find some therapist type who would say that my attitude is healthy stress management. But I still feel bad that I don’t feel worse about this, if you see what I mean. So, am I a bad person?