My office is on the corner of Wall St and Broad St…I look at the NYSE out my office window. Outside the building, tourists wander and gape at the various sites and listen to the history of the neighborhood in a multitude of languages. There’s the old guy sitting on the curb still trying to playing the Star Spangled Banner after all these years on the flute (someone please give him some music lessons) and the old Chinese man playing a stringed instrument that sounds something akin to a cat being tortured…the usual everyday circus show down here. A few blocks away, the annual ceremony to commemorate 9.11. Today is the 13th anniversary of a singular event that rocked so many lives. Interestingly enough, in other parts of the world, having bombs exploded in your village or town and losing your loved ones and friends happens on a continual basis – a state of being. In a lab uptown, eggs are being artificially fertilized in a petri dish. If more than 2 are fertilized, it is deemed a failure and only 2 are allowed to live and be inseminated (health insurance sanctioned). Across town, protestors are shouting outside an abortion clinic, trying to prevent women from entering the establishment (cash, checks, most major credit cards only here). Pistorius is found not guilty, ISIS is on the move, my god is better than your god, and the world goes round and round and round.
It’s 2014. We should all be ashamed of ourselves. Today, all of us should look in the mirror at ourselves, say nothing, and just reflect on our own daily double standards, stop relying on everyone’s god to fix or forgive everyone’s madness and realize it all begins with each and every one of us ALL. TODAY. AND NOW.