12 years ago. 12 years ago, a bunch of crazy guys thought it would be swell to fly a couple of planes into a couple of buildings to show people how big, bad and scary they were. I won't debate whether or not they succeeded because this is a day for mourning and remembrance.
I'm not a fan of liturgies. I appreciate their utility, but they just don't work for me. Rituals, on the other hand, I do like. They focus the mind and heart on the ritual's object, and today, ever year, I need that. This is my ritual.
First, I read The Onions, God Angrily Clarifies "Don't Kill" Rule.
Then, I watch Jon Stewart's monologue from when The Daily Show first broadcast after the attacks.
Then, I read Alan Moore's, This Is Information from the graphic novel collection it was originally printed in.
And, of course, I hug my wife and kids.