I can't believe it has been twenty years since we were attacked and 2996 people in our country were murdered. Some schools are teaching that "men" took over airplanes and committed acts of terrorism and flew the planes into the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. The problem with that is, while it was true it was men, it wasn't just some men it was radical Islamic terrorists. Apparently it might cause confusion and identity issues with peaceful Muslims in our country and we don't want our children to be confused. The answer to that is to TEACH the difference. But that is proving difficult in our increasingly PC minded population. Listen up my children it was Muslim Extremists who felt by committing this horrific terrorist attack on our country they would go straight to wherever good Muslims Extremists go. I hope they are in hell,
20 years ago on this day we were not separated by race, religion, sex or whatever other subgroup we choose to fall into, we were Americans. We were united by our anger, grief and the disbelief that our sons, daughters, moms, dads, sisters and brothers were murdered by a few crazy Muslims bent on destroying our country. I vowed on that day to never forget and each year I write a few words commemorating that day. I watch the programs that show the timeline and I cry anew. I cannot explain the depth of my grief or why it still lasts. I only know that on this day my heart aches and I am again reminded of the bravery of the fire departments, police and citizens that gave their lives to help others. For the first time I watched a documentary on the Man in the Red Bandana and of course cried all the way through the film. It's about Wells Crowther a volunteer fireman and equities trader who saved at least 10 people in the south tower before it collapsed. He could have gotten out but he kept going back up those stairs to find more people. I recommend this documentary to everyone. He was a true hero.
I just listened to a street reporter talk with 18 to 20 year old college students and ask them about 9/11. Many didn't really have an understanding about what happened and said they might have studied it in high school but that we have to get "rid of the exclusivity of the United States and list all of our bad points". I was sick to my stomach listening to that garbage. These spoiled children who have been given so much by so many have no clue what they owe to this country. I fear it's to late to teach them,
We have to remember what happened that day and to guard against it however we can. We have to educate our young about the men that did this and what evil they stood for. We have to tell them the stories of the heroes, those who gave their lives to help someone else. We have to teach them to be proud of our country and to proclaim our exceptionalism. I hope it's not too late.
As for me I go on year after year revisiting the events that happened on that day, and I cry, I will never ever forget what they did. God protect America.
