September 14.
9/11: We Will Never Forget … Will We?
Bearing Drift: On that beautiful September morning, I was sitting in my office watching the news, just as I did every morning. I was almost five months pregnant with my baby girl, and she was kicking away, eagerly waiting for the food truck that ran through Scott’s Addition every day.
When the first plane hit the tower, I thought it was a horrible accident. I wasn’t able to hold that opinion for long. Maybe it was my hormones that were causing me to feel something that was not normal for me … frightened. I don’t get scared during emergencies. I react, address the emergency, and then fall apart when it’s over.
This was so very different. I wasn’t worried about my safety. I was worried about my kids. I understood that they would never know a world before 9/11 … the country I was so blessed to grow up in. Everything changed that day, for all of us.
I can’t remember what I expected our national response would be. How do we understand the gravity of this attack? How will we address it? What will we learn? Will we ever feel safe again?
But in the weeks that followed, amidst the horror, something magical happened.
We forgot.
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Back when GW Bush acted like a strong leader.
Something changed.
You can be sure the Islamists have not forgotten. They celebrate today.
Last summer when we were touring the 9/11 memorial and museum, there was an Imam and his family walking through it next to me. They were smiling. They were happy.
When we got to the main hallway outside the exhibit of the wrecked fire trucks and ambulances and other items with them, they were smiling. They held up the Koran and took pictures of themselves.
They have not forgotten.
We should never forget.
We should never forget who these people are at heart.
They are evil.
They are Satan’s people.
But, greater is he who is in us than he who is in the world.
Ya’ know, I’m a little surprised that attributing the 9/11 attack to Muslims isn’t considered to be racist and hate speech by now.
Muslims in the US have no idea how close they came to being slaughtered in the streets by enraged Americans. Watching replays this morning of events 19 years ago make me wonder just how that slaughter did not come to pass. It makes me wonder if it will never come to pass.
The chatter on the internet that day and for weeks after kept reverberating around the cry to not take out our anger out on the peaceful muslims who lived among us. We were admonished to show our tolerance for their religion and to realize that it was just a few of the radical ones who perverted their teachings.
Now we know better.
It’s too bad that the same cry of tolerance isn’t as loud for the police today as it was for muslims that day.
Amen to that, Claudia.