The ideological differential in elementary calculus of dying has always been a predicament of material limitations: what does one do to create a legacy of immortality?
The notion of 'nationhood' is still a material predicament seeded in sentimentality and in that landscape where winning the hearts and minds involves the most basic, cruel acts of erasure, these very acts become the vindication of doubt in the aftermath of a war.
The legacy of Identity seems inevitably to fail as an intellectual heritage of critical scrutiny and instead becomes the anatomy of fear.
In remembering our dead, how do we conjure classical transcendental relevance of appropriate anger without it becoming an expression of Identity in fear of heterodoxy? How can the 'critical voice' as the traditional ally of the aggrieved augment public reasoning without the cynical impassivity which so often ends up victimising secular pluralism?
Can it be a case of popularity versus governance? ... where the idea of contemporary (rather than historical) inequality of voice becomes distinctive.. where 'normative participation' gives way to an invasion of ideas?
How much does commemoration and remembrance formalise and entrench the victimology of the notion of irrelevance which propels the patriotic narrative and recommences the cycle all over again..?
Terrorism had been described as an exercise of power through violence... is not violence an expression of power's impotence?...for what is power really without a sphere of influence?
Influence must have a voice and to be something other than an ''occupying ideology" , an intrinsic prerequisite is fearlessness...not the politicizing of victimology driven by the impulse of irrelevance or feeding the need to be right.
The paradox of security in the discursive stasis about the permission of existence reflects a comment once made by Helen Keller....."Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all..."
and should you glance into the mirror see if you notice the reflection left by the impoverishment of intolerance...
Fragile...by Sting... to all those who risk their lives around the world and to those who have lost lives and loved ones...
nothing comes from violence, nothing ever could...
Causes Renee Sigel Supports
The Grossman Burn Unit