the files of nukirk

I was about to post a few personal archive pictures of photos of the day from someone that actually captured it. But I think it’s tragic enough, and since I don’t want to stir people up, I won’t post them. I’m willfully omitting them.

(I did post one of them before, so if you want to see that one…)

What I do want to talk about is not talking about it.

“Getting over it” isn’t something you tell people (matter of fact, if you can’t find something to say, here are a few suggestions.), but not talking about it isn’t good either. Now, when I say “not talking about it,” I don’t mean if you choose to avoid it. For some people, that’s a one way to coop. What I meant was not asking the hard questions. 

We all want the hard truth about what happened this day 11 years ago. But it seems that we may never get the hard truth. Or maybe what was painted is the truth. All I know is that someone lost their life unnecessarily. And thanks to that moment, we all now have to conform for “our safety”.

It’s okay… we Black people been conforming for years. I’m not saying it’s right, but just like a certain singer’s name, Truth Hurts.

Oh, I find it ironic that today, the media will remind us what a terrible day 9/11/01 has been, but NBC wants to omit the terrorist remembrance from the Olympics this year.