Phendrana Drifts

It is the fourth September 11 since September 11, 2001. I still can't fathom how much world politics and my society has changed since then. The world is different, and I can say with confidence that I doubt many would say it has changed for the better. Occassionally, I do find myself contemplating not how much it has changed here in Canada, but how little. Not that there is not changes - in our security and mindset, in how we perceive and interact with our neighbours to the south, in our academic and everyday outlook on Islam, terrorism and our place in the world. But in many repsects, I am hardpressed to think of a developed nation that has changed less. Our lives, at least my life, is carrying on at much the same pace. Of course there have been changes, but none attributable to September 11, 2001. The same certainly can't be said in New York or Baghdad, but here in Edmonton, it seems a distant thought.

The tragedy in New Orleans of course made it more real in my mind at least, the base level of can my family and I survive the "thing", whatever it is that would make us fear for our very lives. I like to think so, but I am not certain. Allie seems confident. She knows stuff I don't, like good first aid and how much food we will need. And that survival instinct I lack. Genuinely I would wait for the government to tell me to do something in such situations. But in New Orleans, that didn't work perfectly, especially those who ignored out of ignorance or necessity the demand to evacuate in the first place.

On a lighter note, when I started this blog post my cat was missing (for only about an hour). She is now found, sleeping in the closet, but not her usual spot. Yay cat!

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