10 ani de la 11 septembrie 2001

Ne aflam la 10 ani de la 9/11 si... cam toate blogurile scriu despre asta. E dovada ca, dincolo de a fi un eveniment istoric cu repercursiuni politice, economice si de sanatate, este un eveniment pe care l-am trait si care ni s-a impregnat in memorie.

Suntem acolo unde anticipam anul trecut. Nu stiu sa spun daca e pace. Da, aparent e pace pe strazile din SUA, UE, inclusiv de la noi, in China, in Japonia, in Australia... dar au fost zeci de revolte si de razboaie civile in ultimul an (Egipt, Tunisia, Libia, continua Irak si Afganistan), au fost protestele de la Londra, 2 prabusiri ale bursei in 10 ani, cea mai recenta in urma cu o luna... E pace intr-o mare agitata. Dar atata timp cat ne putem vedea de ambarcatiunile noastre pare sa fie e ok.

Ce e tulburator la evenimentul asta e ca trebuie sa-l vezi mereu din doua puncte de vedere: dintr-o perspectiva umana si dintr-una istorica.

Marea majoritate a bloggerilor si a articolelor de comentarii se refera la impactul istoric, evident. Probabil acesta l-am resimtit cu totii, dincolo de emotiile uitatului la tv. Si analize interesante se gasesc in Le Monde, The Independent, NY Times etc sau la amicii mei bloggeri

Dar apoi vin marturii ca cea de mai jos si nu mai poti medita doar de la distanta. Mereu ma gandesc, spre exemplu, cata disperare fizica si psihica trebuia sa fie in oamenii aceia ca sa se arunce din turn ca in foto de mai sus. Mai multe marturii despre 9/11 aici, aici si aici

"Lucio Caputo, 78th floor, north tower

At a certain point, around a quarter to 9, there was this big explosion, and the tower was swinging to the left and to the right, and there was a lot of dust all over the place, and the sirens started ringing and the lights went off. I thought there was a big explosion next door, because it was so strong and so close.

So I went out of my office to look what was going on, and I could not see anything, because there was all this dust. There was, like, a very thick fog. But I heard some people crying or screaming, but I could not see them, and I thought that they were on the other side of the floor, where must have been an explosion. I didn’t know what kind of explosion. So I went back to my office, and then decided I should go downstairs. So I took some towels, I took a bottle of mineral water, I took my cellular phone, I took a flashlight and I went down. And on my way out there was a phone call, and it was a friend of mine who was a journalist, who saw the event on CNN and called me and say, “A plane hit the World Trade Center, get out as soon as possible. Run, run.”

So I ran the first 30 floors. There were not too many people, until I arrived at the 50th floor, and there were a lot of people, because there were all these people coming from all the different floors. At the same time there were people, coming down from the top floors, that were terribly hurt. There was one woman who was without any skin. It was like a boiled potato that loses all the skin. She was all raw meat."