Perhaps we have not forgotten the people who died, but I fear that they have become something less tangible than they were when the deed was unleashed. In some ways, we have sanitized it--it is rare, for example, to see certain photographs that were taken that day, the ones where those trapped in the upper floors jumped out of windows rather than die by suffocation and fire. In the last 14 years we went from a country of righteous outrage and resolve to one that has not only rationalized the unmitigated evil of terrorists but managed to find justification for their despicable conduct.
I heard for the first time in a while the voices of operators trying to calm down people, promising help that physically could not be brought to the floors above the raging fires before the building fell. One woman says that she doesn't want to die. Of course she did. I worry she died in vain while we bury our faces in our smart phones and ask why in the world should we worry about what's going on in Iraq, or Syria, or Iran pretending, yet again, that what is happening in these places will not touch us here. How can we be so utterly and masochistically oblivious to the fact that evil does not retreat. We have seen it. And yet we deny what we have seen and are afraid to speak because truth necessarily causes offense. And the last thing we want to do is be deemed politically incorrect even if that means saving lives, including our own.
And, on the day before this anniversary, our leader has forced upon his people an Executive Order that our other representatives have either embraced or tolerated that will assure that those who have sworn to not only our physical destruction but our very foundations in natural law and diverse faiths. It is not agreement. It is edict. It cannot be debated. It cannot be stopped--unless maybe we elect a President who can unravel it all, and that seems unlikely given a pervasive societal brainwash. And by then a great deal of money which officious pundits opine idiotically will go to the people of Iran will have funded weapons, not prosperity for the people.
The people who felled the towers haven't disappeared. They have increased in number and animation as they have watched us trip over ourselves to pretend they do not intend us the harm they already demonstrated they are committed to do. I suppose, they could wait for us to destroy ourselves from within as we remove all vestiges of our Americanism, our liberty, our assimilation, and God Himself. They probably won't though because they are impatient, and we are very weak.
When the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor in 1941, stirring the United States finally from its pretense of the time--that what was happening over there in Europe really had nothing to do with us, we were fortunate to be able to enhance our seriously reduced armed forces and defend ourselves. But should Iran receive the benefits of the "agreement" which Mr. Obama has imposed with his spectacular political skill, and build its armament including its nuclear weapons, one wonders whether we will have the chance to defend ourselves. At least the USSR played by a critical basic rule, MAD, mutual assured destruction. They didn't want to die any more than we did. But this enemy, this diabolic enemy with which we (well figurative we, as I and most Americans don't support it) have made our Faustian deal, doesn't play by that rule. They have no problem with dying. Or making others die.
It is so distressing that we don't learn from history. But then that little book that our culture thinks is so quaint had a word for that little failure--Apocalypse.
God rest those who died fourteen years ago. May they not have died in vain.
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