Sept.11: Four years later

Ok,
So I wanted to write about the anniversary of the worst thing to happen in our collective history, but I just couldn't find the words, yesterday. I read a few of my favorite blogs, and one of them said that the hurt and the anger should never go away. That is true. We should all still be angry. We should all still hurt. The senslessness of a few hurt many. That is ridiculous and outrageous. I am angry that an idiot could hijack a plane, probably someone with less than the equivilant of a high school diploma, and kill innocent people, for the sake of what? Was anything gained by this act of violence? Did the United States bend and bow to the terrorists' way of life? NO! Why? Because we have a scrappy, self-reliance that no other nation in the world posseses. We have won more and fought for more than any other nation can be credited with. I am a patriot, I believe in what this country was founded for, I am an American. It makes me uncomfortable when someone who doesn't have the same freedoms and beliefs as we do feels the need to criticize what we hold as sacred. We don't need a cause to champion, we are the ones who go out to defend and protect the rest of the world, and get crapped on as a result of it.

Did those victims of 9/11 lose their lives defending what they believed in? No, they woke up, kissed their loved ones goodbye, and went to work, not thinking or believing that they were going to defend or protect the American way of life. But, lo and behold, they have become symbols of the defense. They are victims. don't use them to hail the golry of war.