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This is the way I am thinking about it now. The wound of this country is not reopened by fingering 9/11. That was a gasp and a hand help up to our collective cheeks which had just been slapped. How vulnerable we were. How shaken. The night after, we went to a Tarot class. The defining card to come up was "The Tower"; people leaping out of a burning tower. The significance of this card is "change" things unable to go on as usual. We also came to the conclusion that we need to apologize to the Native Americans. For everything. We came away with the feeling of humility, sad apologies, coming from our hearts, for all of the suffering in this world.
The wound of this country, continues to fester, rises like a silent scream, the horrid treatment of our own, in the aftermath of Katrina. Next time you find yourself in an Arena, picture all of those people living in there with you for days in 100+ degrees, with no food or water, no working toilets, being kept there and not being let out. I understand Munch's, "The Scream" painting. This was our government, grabbing us by the ponytail, pulling us back to their lips and breath, hissing, "One up or two down?"
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