Is that a shrub in your pocket...
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Six years ago. Amazing, isn’t it? I dunno about you, but it seems like a hell of a lot longer ago to me. It’s at least three lifetimes ago. There are things that happen in life, where you realize how fortunate and lucky you were to have the right person in the right place at the right time. Needless to say, September 11, 2001 was not one of those time. In fact, you could pretty easily argue that we had the absolute worst person (people) running the show on that day. And it’s gotten nothing but worse since.
And, really, all due respect to the victims (those that died, and those rescue workers and others that continue to suffer and die to this day) and their families, but how can this country continue to play the martyr, after all the needless death and destruction we’ve wrought?
Yes, the attacks and the loss of 3,000 American lives was a tragedy, but isn’t it rather pompous to continue on about “poor us” (particularly those of us who were nowhere near the towers or the Pentagon, who didn’t have our lives directly affected by the attacks - except for having to take our shoes off at the airport - and haven’t lost any loved ones; sorry, watching the planes hit the towers over and over again on the teevee doesn't count), while some 600,000 (give or take; if you have numbers you like better, use them) Iraqi civilians have died thanks to the US invasion and occupation, and hundreds of thousands more have had their lives shattered, and continue to suffer, with no hope in sight, as US corporations scurry to make huge profits?
And that doesn’t even take into account our own self-inflicted losses approaching 4,000 killed, and tens of thousands wounded.
Instead of crying over how awful the attacks were, and how scary the terrorists are, it would be nice if we had a leader in this country determined to make sure it would never happen again. Instead, we have a bunch of arrogant, ignorant, immoral cowards poking a hornet’s nest with a stick, and bragging that they haven’t been stung yet.
I caught a little of the Petraeus dog and pony show on the radio while I was in the car yesterday. I just can’t be bothered with his bullshit, or the bullshit niceties of our elected “representatives.” The Republicans don’t give a flying fuck about anything but protecting themselves and what’s left of their preznit. The Democrats, well, I don’t know what they give a shit about. Some are more weaselly than others, I guess. But even those that talk a good game aren’t willing to do what it takes to put an end to this shit. In the end, they’ll just cave in to whatever Bush wants. I’ll be damned if I know why, but, well, that seems to be the way it is. I hate to be a buzzkill, but, frankly, I’m kinda thinking this whole Iran thing is what’s gonna be the end of everything. I just don’t see anything but the worst coming out of all this, and I don't see anybody - not in our government, and not amongst "we the people" - with guts enough to stand up and stop it.
