Yesterday was the 15th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. I remember the shock and the horror of that day, watching it all unfold on television. I also remember the unity that Americans felt in the aftermath–how we all pulled together, the emotions we all shared, from grief about those 3,000 who died to inspiration from those rescue workers who gave their own lives for others. There was a palpable sense of patriotism in the days that followed the attacks, uniting conservatives and liberals, Democrats and Republicans, ordinary folks and the cultural elite.
I even thought that postmodernism might be over. People were talking about good and evil, as if they were moral absolutes. There wasn’t much moral relativism or cultural relativism when it came to the terrorists and what they did to our country. And those planes flying into those buildings were not a “construction” of our own minds. Truth must exist after all.