I hope most of you have seen this movie because it’s absolutely wonderful, fantastic and British.
In the opening scene, Hugh Grant has this beautifully stated monologue about the state of the post-9/11 world.
Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport.
General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends.
When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.
As today is the 15th Anniversary of the attacks, I was thinking about everything that happened, I was thinking about all those innocent people, and I was thinking about this monologue from Love Actually.
I ride the light rail twice a day, almost seven days a week. Most people will tell you it’s really terrible and awful all the time, and though I tend to agree with them about 95 percent of the time, I didn’t today. Not completely.
Most days, I look around and see everyone on their phones, probably hoping and praying that a crazy person doesn’t sit next to them. I’m one of these people and part of me wishes I wasn’t. As a journalist I know I’m supposed to be more outgoing. I should be out mingling with the general public and hope I stumble across a good story idea. I don’t though. I plug in my headphones and hope I don’t make eye contact with the wrong person.
But it was different today.
No. I myself didn’t talk to people; I was plugged in as usual, trying not to hear what was going on around me and failing.
I looked up from Twitter and I was kind of amazed that people were laughing and talking to each other. Strangers were getting along. I sat there somewhat stunned and that’s what got me thinking of the monologue.
I don’t know if it was because of this day and everything that it means, but it was really nice to see humanity getting along for just a few minutes considering the state of the world.
I don’t want to hate the light rail. Hopefully I’ll have more Love Actually moments like this soon.