Post by MikeyJ on Sept 10, 2003 15:13:32 GMT -5
Well, we come around to it again. Tomorrow is September 11th, and I just had a few words of note that I wanted to say.
I know that 9/11 threads are going to be beaten to death among the various message boards that we all attend, because everyone wants to have their say, whether American, British, French, German, or any of the host of nationalities out there. A lot of people argue that 9/11 has become nothing more than an excuse for America to become Imperialistic, invading countries at will in the guise of "anti-terrorism."
Some will complain that America just has a grudge against Arabs.
And some will remember the tragedies of what happened that fateful day two years ago.
I do not mean to downplay the terrorist attacks that have taken place around the world in the last twenty years. Every one of them was just as tragic, every one just as horrible. From Pan Am in Scotland to the many bombings in Israel. From the Embassy attacks in South Africa to the hostages taken in Indonesia. Every one of them has been a horrible act, acts that have shattered lives, acts that have ruined futures.
9/11 was a wake-up call. Never before had so many lives been lost in such a short amount of time. Three thousand people, with wives, husbands, children, and parents of there own, lost their lives. Three thousand people that didn’t have a problem with Afghanistan, or with Iraq. A majority of them didn’t even know what Al Qaeda was, or what the Taliban did. And very few could tell you the difference between the Baath separatists and the Shiite parties in Iraq. They were just normal people who wanted to make some more money so they could move up in the world, but they were not given a chance.
Now, two years after the day, this nation is still healing. I, for one, was shocked on that fateful day, and the scars still run deep in me. I have trouble overcoming my rage at the people who committed those acts, and the images of the towers collapsing still burn cleanly in my mind as if I was standing there, watching it happen all over again. My eyes tear up as I write these words, the horror of it all replaying graphically in my mind.
I will never forget, and I know many others will not.
Take what you will out of this post. It is not to be inflammatory, nor is it meant to be sad. It is merely my thoughts on the subject.
I know that 9/11 threads are going to be beaten to death among the various message boards that we all attend, because everyone wants to have their say, whether American, British, French, German, or any of the host of nationalities out there. A lot of people argue that 9/11 has become nothing more than an excuse for America to become Imperialistic, invading countries at will in the guise of "anti-terrorism."
Some will complain that America just has a grudge against Arabs.
And some will remember the tragedies of what happened that fateful day two years ago.
I do not mean to downplay the terrorist attacks that have taken place around the world in the last twenty years. Every one of them was just as tragic, every one just as horrible. From Pan Am in Scotland to the many bombings in Israel. From the Embassy attacks in South Africa to the hostages taken in Indonesia. Every one of them has been a horrible act, acts that have shattered lives, acts that have ruined futures.
9/11 was a wake-up call. Never before had so many lives been lost in such a short amount of time. Three thousand people, with wives, husbands, children, and parents of there own, lost their lives. Three thousand people that didn’t have a problem with Afghanistan, or with Iraq. A majority of them didn’t even know what Al Qaeda was, or what the Taliban did. And very few could tell you the difference between the Baath separatists and the Shiite parties in Iraq. They were just normal people who wanted to make some more money so they could move up in the world, but they were not given a chance.
Now, two years after the day, this nation is still healing. I, for one, was shocked on that fateful day, and the scars still run deep in me. I have trouble overcoming my rage at the people who committed those acts, and the images of the towers collapsing still burn cleanly in my mind as if I was standing there, watching it happen all over again. My eyes tear up as I write these words, the horror of it all replaying graphically in my mind.
I will never forget, and I know many others will not.
Take what you will out of this post. It is not to be inflammatory, nor is it meant to be sad. It is merely my thoughts on the subject.
