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Here is that first comic I did after the attacks. I had a job in the World Financial Center and had to escape the financial district on that day.
It's hard to convey my emotions as I reluctantly and resentfully cast about for comic ideas and came up with this.
It sort of reads like a surrealist antijoke through modern eyes.
I was in 3rd grade when 9/11 occurred. I grew up never having memory of a time that our country wasn’t at war.
Yeah, 9/11 was a tragedy, but so is the hundreds of thousands of civilians that were killed overseas due to the war.
Every year it gets harder and harder to care about this. Why does this senseless violence get commemorated every year with banquets and memorials worth millions of dollars while so much other senseless violence gets ignored?
Is it really ethically okay to spend so much money and time on one incident? Why do we give this one tragedy that occurred over 20 years ago so much attention when there are people who need help today?
Sorry to rant, but I cant help the feeling that our priorities are fucked up.
Also, as an outsider, the USA feels like one of those people who sort of brags so much that you don’t want to give them sympathy when they’re genuinely wronged, which now I write it is very callous to say but I could imagine it’s a common feeling.
I was in 3rd grade when 9/11 occurred. I grew up never having memory of a time that our country wasn’t at war.
Yeah, 9/11 was a tragedy, but so is the hundreds of thousands of civilians that were killed overseas due to the war. Every year it gets harder and harder to care about this. Why does this senseless violence get commemorated every year with banquets and memorials worth millions of dollars while so much other senseless violence gets ignored?
Is it really ethically okay to spend so much money and time on one incident? Why do we give this one tragedy that occurred over 20 years ago so much attention when there are people who need help today?
Sorry to rant, but I cant help the feeling that our priorities are fucked up.
Also, as an outsider, the USA feels like one of those people who sort of brags so much that you don’t want to give them sympathy when they’re genuinely wronged, which now I write it is very callous to say but I could imagine it’s a common feeling.