11th September and beyond

I read by chance an interesting article of the Financial Times. Modernity was about productivity and progress. Post modernism is beyond the naivety of such worthy pursuits. It is just about money. The eighties, and above all the nineties are the post modernist decades. And they stink. The '90s were the worst and the smell of its rotting fruits fill the first years of the third millennium. The gospel of instant gratification:

Cynicism is in; values are out
Irony is in; empathy is out
Egoism is in; solidarity is out
Making the quick buck is in; progress is out

They reduced interest rates to force us to consume or stay in the stock exchange casino. The heroes of this period are the shallow celebrities and shameless exhibitionists (eg Madonna and her offspring) whose redeeming grace is to have mastered the art of getting rich through investment in human stupidity.

No wonder we are fed up. The 11th September and the fall of the trade towers in new York is said to have changed the ruling trend. Introspection set is, consumption is reduced. Home and family make a come back in America. People are changing. This is good. Good for us. Less trips to Bali and the Cayman Islands. More willingness to go inside. Satan has not yet won the battle. In a playful return of dialectics, his henchman, Osama Bin Laden, is going to help the side of God. All are instruments and puppets in His grand play. But not in the roles they had imagined for themselves.