I don’t know about New Jersey and dancing in the streets, but on 9/11 I was at a café in front of my apartment building in Montréal, and the patrons of the café who were overwhelmingly Muslim men were watching the footage of the Twin Towers with smiles, good cheer and obvious enjoyment.
In all fairness, however, before I witnessed that, I had already heard non-Muslim people from Canada, Spain, Mexico, Australia and Uganda express contentment at the attacks.
One of my biggest surprises on that day was how alone I felt in my shock and outrage over what happened. I found out about the attacks in class but it took me a while to believe the story because it was delivered in such playful, smug tones and with such outlandish commentary that I thought people were trying to be funny. It was unbelievable that this sort of news could be delivered in such a comedic way.
I hadn’t been to the US at that time and had maybe only met a couple of Americans, so I couldn’t understand the reaction. But now I have had many opportunities to find out that Americans have a tendency to adopt one of two attitudes when they engage with the world:
- Self-satisfied, self-congratulating, condescending superiority that drives people nuts.
- Self-deprecating, drama-queenish condemnation of everything American that leads people to think, “Hey, if Americans say they are such bastards, then maybe they are.”
None of these attitudes generate a lot of goodwill. This doesn’t cancel out the fact that the people who were behaving like jerks on 9/11 were, indeed, jerks. I hate them, they are all jerks, OK?
But, Americans, you are not making it easy to love you as a group (as opposed to individually, given that you are the most personable and easy to like as individuals of anybody I know.) Find a different collective narrative to engage with the world, shall you? I believe you deserve a more nuanced identity than the inelegant “We are the best / the worst.”
