One month ago seems like a lifetime. Looking back at what was important in my life, it all seems so....trivial. We were focused on plans for a Hawaii trip this coming winter. Baseball pennant races were heating up and heading for the playoffs. The Vikings were stinking up the place in a fashion not seen in years. The elections coming in November included (in Duluth) a ballot concerning the smoking ban.
These were a few examples of what was occupying my mind and my time back on September 10.
It took only a few terrible hours on the morning of September 11 to change all that. We were at work, following the developments on the Internet. The first plane hit, and we didn't know right away it was a jumbo jet. We certainly didn't know it was a terrorist act. The second jet which hit the World Trade Center drove home the reality that it was most certainly terrorism. The jet which struck the Pentagon, followed by the one which crashed in Pennsylvania, didn't sink into our numbed minds at first.
The shock which occurred followed me around the remainder of the day. It was nearly surreal. Ironically, this was the day we were required to put our deposit down with our travel agent for the planned Hawaii trip. Which was done, with understandably little enthusiasm. Confusion, rumors and questions were the order of the day.
Pain and anger followed in the next several days. The pain has subsided somewhat; the anger has to a lesser degree. Terrorism is nothing new. Not even to America. What was new was the scope of this act carried out by the brainless followers of Osama bin Laden, easily the most evil person to plague this planet since Adolf Hitler. America has always been long on talk, sometimes short on action. The survival of this nation depends on that trend ending. We need action. These pr**ks need to be hunted down and killed no matter where they sleep. Not just in Afghanistan, but in any nation where they live, including in the United States. Trial, my ass. "Dead or alive" were President Bush's words. I prefer for them to be dead. Painfully, if possible, but just dead in any case. They want to go to "Allah"; let's oblige them.
Some other observations (and a few questions):
More to follow later...but in the meantime, we're continuing on with our lives. The trip to Hawaii is still on. Fear is one thing; if we refuse to act on those fears, then it's just a feeling, neither bad nor good. It's not about carrying with normal life in order to send "a message" that terrorism won't win. I care nothing for how they see us. It's all about living a good life and having some fun along the way. That will not change.
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