Twelve Years Later … anger
“… an anger in knowing that those that attacked us on September 11, 2001 are realizing success in reaching their goals.”
It has been twelve years and as I sit and watch scenes from September 11, 2001, I feel anger.
An anger towards those that attacked my country. While the media focuses on ceremonies involving wreath laying and speeches at various memorials, the live footage of people jumping to their deaths from the Twin Towers remains fresh in mind.
Anger at those that supported the attacks. Foreign Islamist organizations and, specifically, the groups and mosques in the U.S. that provided logistical support to the Islamic terrorists that hijacked the aircraft and killed the thousands of souls in the name of Islam.
Anger at those that wish to sanitize what happened and whitewash history. We were attacked that day by Islamic terrorists as part of an Islamic jihad. News coverage of the “remembrance” makes no mention of this or even Al-Qaeda – we were simply attacked by generic terrorists. The anger builds listening to the politicians giving memorial speeches that never mention those responsible for the heinous attacks that shook this great nation. Somehow these politicians feel that “looking forward” and rebuilding will make us better Americans. They are sadly mistaken.
Anger toward those that seek appeasement. Whether it is the removal of training materials that Muslim’s find offensive or the inclusion of our enemies on government advisory boards, it is an anger in knowing that those that attacked us on September 11, 2001 are realizing success in reaching their goals.
My anger serves a purpose – I will never forget what happened that day.