It Might Be Rhetoric, But I Like It!

On the day of September 11, 2001, I stood on my roof in Brooklyn watching the twin towers burn and fall. It was clear: we need to account for the wrongs we have done, and we need to move forward, together.

We were on the verge of a national, maybe even a global turning point. With honesty, straightforwardness and the desire to communicate, we could overcome the superficial boundaries we have built that separate us from others, from each other. By addressing the criticisms that this act represented, we could open ourselves to the contributions of seemingly conflicting opinions. Take a look at ourselves, our mythology, our rhetoric, and see how far from that image of ourselves we had come.

This was my hope. It was not meant to be. But it still can.

Sometimes just putting it out there is enough.