I woke up this morning at 5:30am. I woke up just as I do on every other weekday morning. I got up, went in to brush my teeth, do my morning business, hit the shower, get dressed, get together my lunch and head to work. Normally I’d brush my hair as well but a recent haircut rendered that kinda unnecessary due to a lack of it. Still, I woke up this morning and I dropped Victoria off at work and headed to work myself. I spent some time talking to my co-worker and doing my morning reports and then checking my email, a few blogs and forums before continuing my work for the day. It was then that I remembered what day it was: September 11th. It was then I had my first pangs of emotion. It was the same emotion I’ve felt for the last five years or so: disdain.
You see, since September 12th, 2002 I have felt a feeling of disdain towards those who turned this tragedy into something I felt was ugly. Even now I still think it’s ugly and it takes away from what the emotions immediately following the tragedy in New York City, Washington DC and a rural town in SW Pennsylvania brought us. All around me I see the flag in so many forms and none of them as it should be. Decals of all shapes bearing the flags resemblance. I see murals on the back of trucks memoralizing the event or showing an eagle with the flag in the background and some sort of phrase that basically says, “Never Forget” or “All gave some. Some gave all.”
I see the way the current administration has used this tragedy to keep the citizens in this country in a state of constant fear. If we aren’t scared, they can’t save us and we don’t need them. If we’re not scared, they can’t take away our freedoms, give themselves king-like powers and do whatever they want to us in the name of freedom and national security. The famous phrase, “those who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty or safety” has become a punchline and anyone uttering it is a left-wing whacko who hates America.
You see I remember the day of the attack. I remember the days following the attack. I remember the pain and anguish and betrayal I felt. Where was my security? I felt invaded and vulnerable. I felt deep resentment and anger at who did it. Underneath all that, and it came out quickly and lasted for months, I felt a deep sense of community with all of America. My dream had come true of a country without parties and divisions and in-fighting. I saw our politicians drop the fake act (or what I thought was a fake act) and join together to help unify and strengthen and heal the country. That was an America I felt quite proud of. That was the dream Doctor Martin Luther King Jr dreamed of. Sure there were a few people who didn’t handle the pain well and used it to further their own racist agenda by attacking ALL people with darker skin than they, especially those of Middle-Eastern background. Still, the majority of us seemed to be bonding together both in a sense of healing and in anger.
Sadly through time, the anger won out. We began to fight amongst ourselves. Some among us started to heal faster than the rest and began to get on with their lives. Those still grieving and angry accused those that had healed of being uncaring and these people were called all sorts of nasty and tasteless things. The anger grew, spread through the media and government and soon we were looking all over the place for enemies they could be mad at. Instead of bonding together and become a true community and country and UNITED States, we divided, we fell and we searched for enemies instead of accepting the support of friends. Among our new enemies were North Korea, China, Libya and the entire Middle Eastern region especially Iran, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Palestine and Iraq. Soon we focused solely North Korea, Afghanistan and Iraq. Then it became just Iraq. Here’s a country that might not like us at all but certainly wasn’t connected to the attacks in New York City. Still, here was our government and media making the connections anyways despite the evidence to the contrary. Satellite photos of supposed munitions transfers of WMDs and threats against Israel and the US peaked Americans enough to give a large cry for ar against Iraq and it came.
Some saw the war for what it was. Some came up with their own true or false agendas for being against it. I will admit that the first night of the attacks I was excited for it. The very next morning I began to doubt. I started doing research online and I didn’t get it. Why were we attacking Iraq again? Because we don’t like Hussein? Well we don’t like Castro either but we’re not invading them. We don’t like Kim Jong Il and yes China is right there and war with them would be suicide but we’re not provoking them. Iran hates us MORE and we’re not invading them. Why invade anywhere? Why aren’t we going after those that attacked us? Why are they all of a sudden not a priority to us? Is it because we were being embarassed by their ability to hide from us and we needed a diversion? Something to unite us again in a common cause?
I fought back and forth for months over whether or not I should support the war. I felt that those against it were spoiled brats and yet I couldn’t justify our occupation of Iraq. I prayed to God about it and didn’t receive any definitive answer. I read scriptures on war and when God has OK’d it versus when he did not. I still couldn’t come to a conclusion and it was then that I realized if God wasn’t Oking it to me, I got no confirmation to justify it through scripture and I couldn’t justify it through logic, then it had to be wrong. From that point on, sometime during the summer of 2003, I’ve been against the war.
September 11, 2001 our country was attacked. By September 11, 2002 we were already at war with ourselves. We bickered and fought worse than ever before. We weren’t stronger or even UNITED. We were divided. We fell. Even now this country is divided bitterly between liberal and conservative. Both sides claim to be true patriots and claim the other side hates America. Why can’t we just agree that we all love America but we disagree on what our country should look like. Some want more religion in our laws. Some want none at all. Some want energy independence through more drilling for oil. Some want it through alternative methods of energy. Still in the end, each side not only hates the other side more than they love their own side but they won’t compromise or even stop until the other side is utterly destroyed. BOTH sides are guilty of this tragedy which I believe is far more damaging and sad than those planes hitting the World Trade Center.
It’s time to stop our petty childish bickering. It’s time we Unite together as one country instead of two parties unwilling to speak to the other side. It’s time our extreme left-wing presidential candidate with the anti-technology running mate talked with the rebelliously independent but increasingly conservative presidential candidate with the neo-con running mate and work towards a compromise and solutions to help make this country better. Would I vote for an Obama-McCain ticket? You bet I would. I’d vote for any ticket where members of both sides were willing not only to talk to the other side but actually work towards compromise in the interest of the American people instead of those that paid for their campaigns, special interests, lobbyists and mega corporations. Well and of course there’s also the temptation of serving their own needs over America’s needs. I’m not convinced either candidate can do this but I’m hoping that whoever wins WILL. We need to bring that unity we felt on September 12, 2001 back to America. We need to stop the bickering, finger pointing, lack of taking responsibility for our own failures and start working towards progress. This is making me ashamed to be an American or even a human being for that matter. REALLY? This is the example we want to set for the world? Lies, slander, sensational soundbites, name-calling, greed and selling off the American public to the highest bidder? Disgusting. I believe we’re better than that. Prove me right.