The Hardest Part of Remembering Sept. 11, 2001 Is…

…remembering how some took a truly horrifying event and compounded the horror:


(Courtyard of Old North Church, the North End, Boston)

So many people just went crazy–and others willingly let themselves be led to foolishness. Those of us who counseled caution were called weaklings and quislings. And being proven right still tastes like ashes in my mouth.

It didn’t have to be that way.

It shouldn’t have been that way.

Related: Outraged Liberal is worth reading.

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2 Responses to The Hardest Part of Remembering Sept. 11, 2001 Is…

  1. Every time I hear about some kid killed in these pointless wars, and the family says things like “After all, they attacked us first.” I just want to cry.

    It’s like (as someone else said) Japan bombs Pearl harbor, and we invade Bolivia. Except, of course, that Japan is an actual political entity with whom we could be meaningfully at war, while “terrorism” is not.

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