You know what is terrifying?
The fact that most high school seniors were born after September 11, 2001.
Yep. Seniors in high school. Did not experience 9/11. Many were born after the terror attacks.
My mind. Can’t. Comprehend.
It’s been 16 years.
Never Forget the 3000 lives that were lost that day in the towers. The 343 NY fire fighters who lost their lives, including the fire house chaplain, Fr. Mychal Judge who was hit by falling rubble while giving a victim last rites. The children who lost parents or loved ones that fateful day.
Never Forget that our country was viciously attacked in a calculated, and cold blooded way.
But you want to know the sad truth?
We have forgotten.
I remember right after the attacks, there was a shortage of American Flags across the United States.
A shortage. Every store was sold out. Because people were hanging them outside of their homes, car windows, mailboxes, cubicles, – you name it. People were even spray-painting their lawns the American Flag. There were candle light vigils and patriotic concerts.
Everything was God Bless America.
Now a days, we can’t even get our professional athletes to stand up during the National Anthem at sporting events, for crying out loud.
We’re fighting to remove “Under God” from our pledge of allegiance.
We’ve got pop stars proclaiming that they “hate America” and openly disrespecting our country and the flag – and encouraging others to do the same.
Not to mention the complete farce people – and the media – have made of President Trump and the first family.
This was not the America of 16 years ago.
The America, 16 years ago, stood up for itself. The America, 16 years ago, was not afraid to draw a definitive line between right and wrong, and enforce consequences for offenders.
Now a-days, we can’t even call someone by their God-given sex, without the threat of offending someone or being the target for public shame – or even worse – getting labeled as part of a “hate group.”
Somewhere during the process of the “Snowflaking-of-America,” we’ve completely forgotten about the day we were attacked, not once – not twice – but four times: Twice in NYC, Once at the Pentagon, and Once in Pennsylvania.
I was walking along the West Side Highway in New York City today, and the next thing I know, the road is closed, and literally 1,000s of motorcycles are parading down the avenue. There are helicopters and police escorts, and for literally 25 minutes, hundreds and hundreds of bikes, bedecked with American Flags and patriotic swag caravanned from Ground Zero to midtown in honor of the anniversary of 9/11.
These people remembered.
These people were not afraid to raise our flag with pride and reverence.
These people were showing respect, and God bless them for it.
Why is forgetting 9/11 such a crime?
Because it makes us take our freedom for granted.
It makes us forget that our freedom is actually a gift. People have died for our freedom. It came with a price.
So the next time you’re stuck in line at airport security, just remember that 9/11 is the reason you’re having to take off your shoes. And belt. And jewelry. And getting a pat down.
Why? Because on September 11, 2001, hijackers got on airplanes and attacked the United States of America.
But we stood up for our country.
We made a vow never to forget.
And it’s time we started acting like it.
It’s time we start respecting our elected officials and work to cooperate together instead of demonstrating hatred and anger and an uncompromising spirit through violent protests and marches.
America, 16 years ago – came together when the chips were down. We united.
America today – we’re hostile with one another: venomously divided, – and violently defensive.
I don’t like it. I don’t like it one little bit.
And I get it, our country is far from perfect. There are still some serious issues – racisim and sexism just to name a few. But cooperation is a two way street, and all sides have a role to play. So that with our freedom, and with a cooperative spirit, we can continue to make progress against these issues in a county that allows us the freedom to do so.
Maybe this hurricane is falling on the anniversary of September 11, as a God-facilitated catalyst for our country to come together.
Because quite honestly, we’re at a breaking point.
Maybe this emergency is just the situation we needed to set aside our differences, and come together as a United nation. The United States of America. One nation – under God, indivisible, with liberty, and justice for all.
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