9-11
In September of 2001 I was at my wits end. I was a ball of stress. I was working on projects that I hated and that hatred boiled over to the people on the other end of the project. It became a situation where no matter what happened it multiplied my sourness towards the whole situation.
As is so often said, September 11th changed everything. At least about how I put things into perspective. It's still hard as hell for me to read what I wrote that day. It pains me that even in those moments of pure emotional reaction, I was more right that I could have imagined.
This is a very dark day and there is only more bloodshed to come.
More bloodshed is indeed all we have gained from our reaction to 9-11. We are loosing this "War on Terrorism." As much as it pains me to recognize this, it is nevertheless true. We had the entire world with us for those few precious moments. It was a grand opportunity with amazing potential to unite the world in the cause of peace and to shine light where there was only darkness before.
I guess it wasn't meant to be. Instead we turned to old vendettas. The world took this as a lack of seriousness on our part and has since lost the emotional connection it had to the US. Now Osama is more popular than Bush in too many parts of the world. To those that claim I'm "blaming America first," well, we clearly have nothing to talk about.
If all of our actions are to be determined by those that would strike against us, we have already lost for we are doing what they want us to do and not what we need to do. Today is a hard day for me because it reminds me that tragedy and bloodshed have become the de facto standard.
