Tuesday morning. Running late to work. The world is normal. The radio is tuned to a local talk show station, politics and traffic. Wishing all the cars on the Southwest Freeway would part and allow me through.
Then a news break interrupts the show. A plane has crashed into one of the towers of the World Trade Center. I’m thinking what a tragic accident. Wondering if NYC was fogged over, though I had no knowledge of their weather patterns. Thinking the plane’s radar should have picked up the building. Plane must have had some major problems.
Traffic moves no quicker and I’m going to be late. Nothing new. Then another plane strikes the other tower. And then I knew the world was changed and it could only be for the worse. I can believe there is a chance for one plane to collide with a building. But two is far too coincidental. I recalled a Tom Clancy book titled, Debt of Honor. At the end of this story a suicidal pilot crashes a jetliner into the Capital, while the president is addressing the Congress.
I drove on. No need to stop for coffee or donuts. The desire for both have fled. Then another report on the radio. Now the Pentagon has been struck. I look toward downtown as I wind along Shepherd near Buffalo Bayou. i see no aircraft heading toward our skyscrapers.
A few minutes later I park in my spot at Coffer Corporation. I run across the street and drop my lunch and daytimer on my desk. I go next door and ask the clerk if she will turn on her TV? She has no clue what’s happening. I tell her the news and she turns on her little black and white TV. Smoke spews from the World Trade Center. Looking like the pollution vomiting out of the factories of 19th Century America.
We watch shots of people fleeing the towers. I wonder how many people could be inside those buildings. They both can hold tens of thousands of people. People that dropped the kids off at school or daycare. Scratched the family dog behind the ears before rushing to catch a train to the city and the prospects of a day’s hard work. My boss comes and no one thinks of work or financial statements. Some things are bigger than work. This is definitely one of them.’
Then the situation became even more horrid. Debris is constantly falling from the towers. But then a closer picture reveals that some of the debris is human and my stomach knots. Once again the thought comes back. Who would do this? My gut instinct leads me to think of muslim terrorists. After all they tried to destroy one of the towers before. But I did not want to judge too quickly, as thoughts of Oklahoma City also stayed close to mind.
And then one of the towers collapsed. No more sturdy than a house of cards. Steel turned to toothpicks in the heat of burning jet fuel. The thought of those deaths floored me. And then the other building went down. I returned to my desk and started researching news. Trying to catch the early reports. I had to know more of what was going on.
Then I thought about the kids and my missus in Detroit that day. I called the school to see how things were. Asked the secretary if I should pick the kids up early, but they said the day was proceeding normally over there. So I let them stay in class. I called the missus and talked with her. We wondered when she could return home. Air traffic became grounded pretty quickly. Nothing we could control. Just have to wait and see.
The days passed. The missus came home. The kids school continued. We learned of Osama Bin Laden and his hatred for American and the freedom to choose religion. President Bush came out talking tough and his actions were tough too. The Taliban in Afganistan fell shortly afterwards. Then Saddam Hussein was defeated in Iraq. Things seemed on the up. For a few days the politicians seemed to forget about politics. Americans were just, Americans.
Now it is five years later and peace in Iraq is brutal. Suicide bombers and IEDs kill indiscrimantely, Coalition Forces and Iraqis alike. We care more about appeasing the media and pacifistic countries that are scared to fight, rather than seeking the enemies of freedom and killing them. And thats what should be done to them. They should be found and killed. They are not soldiers representing a nation, but criminals hijacking a religion to force their own agenda. If they represent a nation would that nation be so bold as to announce itself. And then we could afford these thugs the status of prisoners of war. We could also invade that nation and step on the snake’s head and end all of this hositility.
But what saddens me the most is that Americans have forgotten 911. They sit idly by allowing their representatives in the Congress to politicize the war and endanger all of us. Problem is the same people that protested the war in Viet Nam are now working in the federal government and they seek to hurt the President no matter how much it might also hurt the American citizenry. I’m tired of dissension in the ranks.
What happened to the anti-sedition laws of this country? Has the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU) castrated our ability to protect the homeland. We have open borders. If a person has the will they just need to enter Mexico and sneak across our border. They are provided with maps on where to cross. There are directions on how to avoid the Border Patrol. There are idiots on our side of the border that leave water out to facilitate this illegal migration. What is to keep terrorists from following these routes? Oh. They have found muslim prayer rugs along the border. So maybe they are here already. Waiting for the time to kill.
I want President Bush to start sounding like he did after 911. Maybe the elections are toning him down. But I think an honest message directing us toward a victory could only help. Especially after the Democrats were so upset about Pathway to 911. It is frightening to have a political party and former President threaten the American Broadcasting Company (ABC) with sanctions and pulling their licenses. Shouldn’t the ACLU been helping ABC? Was unaware if they were, and of course *sarcasm alert* we know the ACLU does not have an agenda *end sarcasm alert*. The movie still aired last night and finishes tonight. Unaware if the film was modified to appease the Democrats who sounded very Stalinistic last week. This is why every American needs to own a gun. Maybe more than one. I don’t want to live in Amerika. I refuse to.
I was on the verge of becoming totally apolitical. There are times when I cannot see the difference from a Democrat and a Republican. They have all been spending money like a drunken sailor in a whore house. But when it comes to national defense, I realize that the Democrats will never be the answer. They will appease the Iranian Nazi into starting World War III resulting in millions of deaths. Our world does not need the second coming of Neville Chamberlain.
Liberals may say not enough is being done on domestic policy. But I live in the sovereign state of Texas and I want the Texas Governor and Congress to deal with these local issues. The feds need to tend to their knitting. And that knitting means protecting my nation’s borders and giving my children a future that does not include their premature deaths. We need to stomp on some snake heads and get along with business. Otherwise we shall suffer 911 II. Please tell me that is not what is going to take to find some real Americans.
