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9/11 and the politics of memory

9/11 and the politics of memory

A couple of days ago, I was standing in a crowded subway carriage in downtown New York with a couple of other WPI fellows, when a man standing on the corner by the doors, caught our attention. He looked around age 20 and wore loose-fitting military fatigues and dreadlocks draped in a large turban. In one hand, he held a firecracker. In the other hand, he had a cell phone that he appeared to be using to film other passengers. His bizarre behavior made us increasingly uneasy.

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Why 9/11 still gives me goose bumps

Windows on the World, it was called. And I remember that the view from the 107th floor of the North Tower, one of the Twin Towers in New York City, seemed to be exactly that to me. So high up the horizon wasn’t its usual flat, but became a slightly bended line, revealing the roundness of the Earth. It invoked feelings of being small and insignificant; a humbling experience.

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Where Were You When 9/11 Happened?

Where Were You When 9/11 Happened?

It’s an event which will forever define a particular point in our lives.  I had been a reporter for barely 2 years when 9/11 happened.  I had just come home from a long work day, watching the late night local newscast in Manila when the planes crashed into the World Trade Center towers.  I watched the scene with horror, trying but failing, to make sense of it all.  The image of the towers crashing down will forever be etched in the c

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