I know we are suppose to stop and remember September 11, 2001. However, I don't. I just don't want to be reminded of what brought about that tragedy day. I don't want to think about the lives that were lost. The planes flying into the buildings. The people jumping to their deaths. This day is so sad and on the other had to full of promise. Why does it take a situation like death to honor America workers. Why did they dislike America so much that they would take three thousand lives and their own in the process?
After being born and raised in America I can understand the reasons another Country would want to do harm to America. We aide and supply money, food, and weapons to other Nations. In return we want to dictate to them what democracy should be. What? We don't have democracy in America and yet we use out money and weapons to influence other nations. When all this stuff is put in the mix of politics you get a September 11, 2001.
I must hand it to the terrorist, they really did a number on America. After September 11, 2001 everything changed. Even to the point you take off your shoes before you board a plane. Your phone calls are listened in on, you can get on a no fly list and not even know it. I feel for all those effected by the events of September 11, 2001. However it is September 11, 2013 it is time we move on. No more ringing the bells, no more moment of silence, no more reading of three thousand names, and no more Presidential speeches on the subject.
As a native of New York City, and someone who moved to Cincinnati because of 9/11, I am deeply saddened to read this post. I grew up in downtown Manhattan and those towers held an iconic presence in our lives. People thought they were ugly, beautiful and everything in between. They made our city shine, and they made our city vulnerable. My downstairs neighbor worked at Cantor Fitzgerald, he was leaving the gym for the office when he remembered he had forgotten some paperwork at home. Over the months that followed we watched he and his wife leave for countless funerals. Do you think he minds longer lines at airport security? We are also a pedestrian city and New York City kids grow up in awe of our Fire Fighters. Our small Brooklyn neighborhood lost eleven men. I cannot tell you how heartbreaking it is to pass a firehouse with eleven purple and black banners strung along the facade. We have a dear friend who worked across the street the towers. When he left the office there was a woman sitting on the curb with burns on her arms. She could not speak and must have been in shock. A huge piece of debris fell and landed about a foot away from him. He did not run. He picked up this woman and carried her to safety. These are only three of the countless stories I could tell. Thousands upon thousands of hearts broke that day. Our recognition of September 11th not only speaks to honor our brave firefighters and police and the citizens who lost their lives that day. But to commemorate the human spirit. Our ability to heal as a nation and individuals. I dearly hope you are able search inside yourself for a deeper understanding of what occurred that day. And perhaps next year you will find more compassion within yourself. Perhaps you will bow your head in silence as those names are read. Perhaps you will actually listen to the President speak. Perhaps you will discover you are a better person than you are today.
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