I'd like to think a lot of things about America, most of it good. When I think about my country and its wholesome values I think about American women who sacrificed nylon stockings for the ww2 effort, I think about the election of President Barack Obama, I think about the Declaration of Independence, and a ton of other random thoughts which bring about the glee I feel to be an American. But then their are our darker days, slavery, police brutality, internment of Japanese Americans, and all the other events that make my skin crawl.
America is what it makes of itself. And right now American is in scapegoat mode. People are angry because they've lost their houses, their jobs, their racial status -their angry because the American dream has failed them and Americans always need a scapegoat. Because most Americans are like spoiled rotten children. Probably since the 'greatest generation' we've wanted things to constantly go our way with as little human sacrifice as possible. And when those buildings fell we were in disbelief. I remember being picked up from school early and taken home. I watched over and over and over again the twin towers collapse. More then scared I was in a state of shock -this was not suppose to happen. America is all powerful, the greatest country in the world -this was not suppose to happen here. My entire idealism of America seemed to crashed that day. If America could be disgraced, what else could go wrong?
Of course we learned that many things could go wrong after that day. The men who lunged those planes in to the twin towers killed themselves as well so we couldn't bring them to justice, we needed to find someone to blame. Al Qaeda? Arabs? Muslims? Iraq? Afghanistan? Who was gonna pay for the lives of our beloveds? Who was gonna pay for dismantling our infrastructure? Some of us -yes US, have decided all Muslims are going to pay. Forget the 300 Muslims who died in the World trade center, forget the fact that their was a pray room in one of the twin towers, forget that their were Muslim rescue workers, forget that Muslims also had to run from that building. No forget them all, forget the diversity of America and the diversity of the people who died on that fateful day. Forget them because once we do we can make this in to us vs. them. If we forget them we can have a clear picture of who the enemy is. Is we forget them we can prevent them from desecrating the memory of the lost ones by building an Islamic cultural center, if we forget them and take away their memory and their contribution we can take away their rights and yes even their lives.
But whatever happened to what we promised them, all of them, not just some of them -but all of them who died on that day of immense grief. We promised them, we would never forget....