The Truth is Out There
I feel as though I am on a quest. I go from NPR to The New York Times to the Department of Justice Web site. I scour President George W. Bushs speeches, highlight passages and read them aloud to my co-workers. Late night discussions on the repercussions of U.S. foreign policy are followed by over-breakfast debates about the obvious need for America to respond. I ask everyone taxi-drivers, my grandmother, ex-boyfriends, bartenders their opinion, hoping to get some sort of definitive answer. Instead, I am left with a feeling of deep-rooted confusion. Tossed on the turbulent waters of progressive rhetoric and patriotic fervor, I am desperate for someone to throw me a life-raft labeled truth.
Our leader George W. Bush said of the perpetrators of this crime They hate our freedom our freedom of religion, our freedom to vote ... This weekend at a Women United for Peace gathering, Rona Popal, of the Afghan Womens Association International, said: Here I am in the greatest nation on Earth, but in my country, women are trembling in fear. One friend shows me pictures of a recent peace-delegation to the occupied territories of Palestine, where he walked through the bombed-out homes of a war-torn people. While another friend recounts stories from her father, who is working as a volunteer at ground zero in New York City. It is not so much that these words, these images, these stories conflict but more, how tied together they are that keep me up at night.
As one person, I am lost. As a nation, we are shell-shocked. Perhaps as a global community, working together to examine the knots we have wound ourselves into we will be able to truly free ourselves.
By Managing Editor Neela Banerjee
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