Some Humor, Some Solemnity, Some Stupidity on September 11


Emotions abound every year on September 11, nowhere as strongly as New York City, of course, where some remember the dark day and must simply grieve. Others choose to laugh or have a birthday party. Many run the gamut; it’s all welcomed and acceptable, unless you’re an intolerant idiot, manipulating tragedy for your cause, in which case you disgust the majority of sentient human beings. But no matter your inclination on this awful anniversary — even if you’re one of the bad eggs — you can find support through the like-minded and, hopefully, comfort:

Vice President Joe Biden led off the morning with a powerful, brief statement at the site of the World Trade Center, telling Americans, “In our joys and in our sorrows, we know that we belong to one another.” [via Daily Intel]

Regretsy, meanwhile, the acerbic and hilarious DIY merchandise parody vendor, chose a different route: “To commemorate the ninth anniversary of what I like to call ‘The Unpleasantness’, I’m going to subject you to an extensive, handpicked assortment of Nine-Elevenalia.” That means lots of blingees, like this:

[via The Rumpus]

— Similarly, The Onion is attempting to heal through laughter, reprising all of their often harsh, strangely poignant 9/11 coverage. They’re also Tweeting all of the headlines, which include gems like, “Hugging Up 76,000 Percent” and “Not Knowing What Else To Do, Woman Bakes American-Flag Cake.”

— Also on Twitter is the far sadder hashtag #wherewereyou, in which everyone can connect and remember through one of the most sincere uses of microblogging in recent memory.

— For those interested in media meta-commentary, “Nine years of insanity, and journalism shares the blame” is worth a read:

Television news in particular has failed to meet its journalistic responsibilities. Friday morning I saw all the network morning TV shows feature a crackpot hatemonger preacher from Gainesville, Florida, leader of a tiny and inconsequential sect, who planned to burn the holy book of Islam. He was thrown out by his little congregation in Germany, and half of his Florida group has abandoned him. He’s a little bug in the big picture, but he was being treated as if he led some broad-based American anti-Muslim movement.

— And if you’re ready to cry, yet feel jammed with blankness and anxiety, Esquire‘s “The Falling Man” may trigger the most intense catharsis of the day. [via bdskibinski]