Shared Sources of Information and Collective Grief

On September 11th, 2001, we thought we might all be staring at the same elephant.

Photo by Zhivko Minkov on Unsplash

My first memory of September 11th, 2001 was of blindly wrestling with the tangle of my sheets, trying to locate my phone. It was bleeting out the tune of my favorite song at the time, Cake’s “Sheep go to Heaven, Goats go to Hell.”