The Worst Day Of My Life Is Now New York's Hottest Tourist Attraction. ⇒
20 May 2014, mid-morning
Everyone should have a museum dedicated to the worst day of their life and be forced to attend it with a bunch of tourists from Denmark. Annotated divorce papers blown up and mounted, interactive exhibits detailing how your mom’s last round of chemo didn’t take, souvenir T-shirts emblazoned with your best friend’s last words before the car crash. And you should have to see for yourself how little your pain matters to a family of five who need to get some food before the kids melt down. Or maybe worse, watch it be co-opted by people who want, for whatever reason, to feel that connection so acutely.
Steve Kandell visits the 9/11 museum in New York City, 13 years after his sister’s death in one of the twin towers.
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