Well, I guess this is as good a day to start writing as any.

As a resident of NYC, this is the day I should mourn the loss of a few thousand fellow citizens who, two years ago today, were doing the same semi-meaningful job I did everyday, not realizing that in one routine-shattering moment they would join millions around the planet who have had to pay the ultimate bar tab for a party they weren't even invited to.

It's also the day I am dumbfounded at how so many of my countrymen these days could be so incapable of seeing a picture of their country bigger than the one they painted for themselves in the 3rd grade while singing "My Country 'Tis Of Thee".

If nothing else, the attacks of 9/11 should be a smack in the face to the American people that we are in fact part of a complex global relationship, a relationship in which our society often times benefits at the expense of other societies. Our government has always simplified these issues for us, painting a picture of good versus evil, but as those who died on 9/11 found out, it is we citizens who will ultimately be held accountable. It is, therefore, we citizens who must more aggressively monitor our government's agendas, ensuring that they are in the long-term best interest of our people. Terrorism is not a disease, it is a symptom, and we must finally wake up to that fact.

And while we're waking up to facts, we may as well contend with the fact that our current administration seems to have grossly misused this tragedy as a springboard for a laundry list of unrelated ideological agendas. And then there is the confounding fact that after two years, and despite a seemingly endless list of unanswered questions, any meaningful investigation into the single greatest security failure in American history has continued to be stonewalled.

On second thought, maybe this is just the day I should forget all of that and instead simply recount my sort-of-near-death experience in the smoke-filled subway tunnels under Wall Street, trying to sneak a piece of the day's enormity for myself, and then just go back to sleep.

Naaa.