September 11th is a solemn occasion every year in the United States. It it a memorial, a memory and tribute to the almost 3,000 whose lives were cut short by terrorist extremists in 2001. We organize our marches and perform our ceremonies each year. These things remind us of our allegiance to the dead and our duty to the living. We were attacked with an agenda to cripple our economy and morale. As we observe the twelfth anniversary of 9/11 we need to ask ourselves if we have recovered from that terrible disaster. Are we safer? Have we learned anything? Have we taken confidence with our feet shod with liberty and our hands gripped to the shield of freedom? Perhaps the question should be asked from the other side of the spectrum. At each 9/11 do we secretly feel the adrenaline rush as we wonder and lie in wait to see if there is something big or spectacular planned for us today? That statement almost sounds sacrilegious but being honest how can we deny that feeling being prevalent among vast numbers of Americans and perhaps even the world?
My original account of my memories of September 11, 2001, are at TWIN TOWERS.
The purpose of this short post is to ask the question silently, and vocally, to ourselves and each other if we truly feel safer. There have been several incidences at this anniversary that have led us to a state of constant anticipation each year. The most recent 9/11 tragedy was the Benghazi violation and murder of four Americans. It's almost intoxicating and borderline becomes an obstacle from truly observing the deaths of so many people. Most were Americans and some were not. Nonetheless, our hearts beat the same.
Have they won? Their objective may have been grander and we may say we've recovered but at heart we still have that recurring anticipation. Since 9/11 we've come to accept that we now have enemies which wear no standard uniform and may not have a foreign tongue. The towers fell quickly but the lasting hours and days without a single airplane or jet in the sky has seared into our hearts that everlasting fear of "what's next?"
It's not meant to be a negative blog post but rather a reflective one. Perhaps by refocusing our lives in productive manners we'll be able to overcome that anticipation even in the face of what may come. The best way to honor these men, women and children is to go on, live, be happy, prosper and do all that we can to secure our homeland. Secure it that tragedies like this may not infect our standard or our resolve to win the fight.
My original account of my memories of September 11, 2001, are at TWIN TOWERS.
The purpose of this short post is to ask the question silently, and vocally, to ourselves and each other if we truly feel safer. There have been several incidences at this anniversary that have led us to a state of constant anticipation each year. The most recent 9/11 tragedy was the Benghazi violation and murder of four Americans. It's almost intoxicating and borderline becomes an obstacle from truly observing the deaths of so many people. Most were Americans and some were not. Nonetheless, our hearts beat the same.
Have they won? Their objective may have been grander and we may say we've recovered but at heart we still have that recurring anticipation. Since 9/11 we've come to accept that we now have enemies which wear no standard uniform and may not have a foreign tongue. The towers fell quickly but the lasting hours and days without a single airplane or jet in the sky has seared into our hearts that everlasting fear of "what's next?"
It's not meant to be a negative blog post but rather a reflective one. Perhaps by refocusing our lives in productive manners we'll be able to overcome that anticipation even in the face of what may come. The best way to honor these men, women and children is to go on, live, be happy, prosper and do all that we can to secure our homeland. Secure it that tragedies like this may not infect our standard or our resolve to win the fight.
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