it's september eleventh and despite all of the recent events that should have called attention to this fact, i almost managed to completely forget. people keep telling me to 'never forget' but i still don't exactly understand why. i mean, don't get me wrong. it sucks that people died and that buildings got destroyed because of a handful of idiots working in tandem, but i don't see why i need to keep on remembering this day in particular.
maybe it says something about where my cultural identity is found, but i remember june 4th every year. sure, less people died, but it's more important to me. i still can't believe it happened. post-mao china seemed to be going in the right direction as far as i can tell, and that even was almost like a crushing death blow against democracy in the country. it's really sad. there are still vigils every year, and i think there should be, because china has not fully recovered. america is back to business as usual, unnecessarily picking fights with other countries.
anyway, yeah. today was just a day to me. i went and visited nick at the bar, we got some lunch there. after that, we heard some genealogy talk and war stories from my grandfather. it was a good time. i've never heard him talk about the war [in vietnam] before. he didn't mention 9/11 either, so i guess that says something about it. after that, we went to matt and nikki's for probably the last time this trip. we spent about 2 hours wiping on halion [stupid laser cutters] and an hour in ulduar. that was cool.
church tomorrow. excited.
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