I got most of my news from the Web. I still do. And the web coverage that day was horrendous. And slow.
I woke up and did my usual: dragging myself to a cup of coffee, outside for a smoke, then to the computer to check my mail and glance over news headlines.
My first impression of the news was that a small craft had collided into one of the towers and the news wires were blowing it out of proportion. This is how bad the coverage was. The headlines contradicted each other, the updates trickled in, and there was at least one little slice of time where you could assume that it was all being blown out of proportion. I think I even laughed. Or maybe just rolled my eyes.
But a few minutes later, I checked the story again. A fucking tower had fucking collapsed. That fact cut right through all the crappy reporting. And the rest of the day was like a bad dream–a subtly creepy bad dream.
I remember getting to work and discussing with my boss the initial estimates, that ten thousand people may have died. I hinted to my boss that I wanted to just go home. He missed it. I remember pacing the halls and trying to understand why even psychotic scum bags would do this to us, to anyone. I could not understand. I remember asking myself how this could happen, to a country I had come to see as invincible.
And that’s the whole point, isn’t it? The inhuman beasts who commit these atrocities want to remind us that we’re not invincible. And if they twist us around enough, we’ll come to think we’re not even strong. And they must cackle to themselves every time one of our own people actually suggests this all might partly be our fault.
And how do we win? I don’t know, of course. But part of it is to never give an inch to the monsters who have the moral capacity to kill innocent people, to blindly mass murder. I don’t care if these killers are our enemies, our leaders, our allies, or people we don’t know a damn thing about. We can not and must not blame ourselves. We can not and must not morally compromise.
Our only option is vigilance against those who kill without reason, those who kill to promote their religions or ideologies, those who kill purely for power, those weak bastards who do unthinkable evil to frighten us into thinking we are weak. This vigilance must guide our words, our actions, our thoughts. We must recognize an enemy. And treat that enemy as an enemy until the enemy dies or reforms.
All I can hope is that someday soon the disease of moral relativism that has gripped the West will clear up. That’s the day we can really fight. Don’t make excuses–beyond sheer stupidity, great evil, or both–for someone who would fly a plane into a building. For someone who will kill anyone, sympathetic to their cause, unsympathetic, adult, child, man, woman… Someone who would kill thousands of people. Because most of them are American. If you think it’s all relative, you don’t have any morals. Don’t you dare say this is even one one-thousandth of one percent our fault. None of you dare say that.