Just a thought. The 9/11 attack probably wouldn't have been a big thing in itself. But the events that followed have made it a landmark in history. In some ways it is reflective of the effect rather than the act itself that decides it's character.

NB: Need to read up more on 9/11.

So un-glamourised.

I have realised, I have none of that wistfulness, or fascination for the word/idea "truth". Its probably Foucault, and a number of other influences that have quietly seeped into my general way of perception, but the idea of "truth" holds no great place in me anymore.

Is it liberalising? Or yet another quiet shackle that's realised too late?

We move on.

When was the last time you finished a book and wanted to kiss it?