Every year I organize a lunch for the 9/11 volunteers (with my official cousin Barbara Horn who now does all the work) so I’ll be heading downtown in a while.
Speaking of 9/11, I read a bunch of books afterwards, and then I got burnt out on 9/11 and stopped reading. But I just started The Looming Tower and MAN. This guy can write. I’m getting such an education about the history that led up to 9/11.
There was a candlelight vigil in support of the Cordoba Community Center last night. I smiled the whole time walking by. With all respect to those who feel differently about this issue, this event was so different than the protest against. The protest against was all hate speech and how the Constitution was never meant to include Muslims, and so on. This was friendly and warm, very neighborhood-y, and the crowd was diverse. It was also a lot bigger which made me happy.
What a night I passed through yesterday. Census workers, candlelight vigil for religious tolerance and Fashion’s Night Out. And that was just one, teeny, tiny path through Manhattan. All over the city there were millions of other parties and meetings and events.