Truth is my Compass, & Wisdom my Helm.

Tomorrow is your ten year commemoration. And, I just wanted to take this moment to ask how the fall felt. Did those two planes, that were remotely hijacked, really make you crumble into dust? I mean, why did people hear explosions? People say you were flown into because people hate our freedoms. Ironically, ever since you defied the laws of physics and fell like a building rigged with explosions, we seem to have lost many liberties. But really, freedom of speech ain’t the real thing no more. People live in grave fear these days.

We are stripped and searched every time we try to fly. There’s this thing called the Patriot Act, it was instituted because you fell. Sadly, it has invalidated amerika’s constitution. They say it’s for our protection. But even when I get on trains in New York, they say we can be searched at random. I feel so confused because I don’t know what they are looking for. I mean, I know you came down with bombs, but why would anyone want to bomb a train? Is it just me, or does this seem like a clever way to pacify the masses?

I often feel that people believe that your falling was the greatest amerikan tragedy. I wonder, you know? I’ve heard that Iraq became a missile target. I’ve heard that amerika invaded Pakistan, Afghanistan, parts of Yemen and elsewhere. I even heard that amerika has murdered over a million civilians because two buildings fell—mysteriously. Yeah, the 9/11 Commission Report doesn’t make too much sense—it’s a lovely tale though.

To be honest, I wonder how your cousin, WTC 7, on 250 Greenwich Street fell. I don’t recall any planes hitting other buildings. And yet, that forty-seven story building fell just like you did. I suppose we could test the debris to perform a proper autopsy. However, your dust has vanished. I wish I could indulge in the commemoration many amerikans will partake in tomorrow, but the events of that day have left me puzzled.

Sincerely,
Zisa O.