On September 11, 2001, the United
States was attacked by a group of Islamic extremists. They took
nearly 3,000 innocent lives. And yes, “Islamic extremists” is the
correct description. The attacks were carried out in the name of
Allah.
I was in a meeting at work when the
first plane hit. When I got back to my office my secretary told me
about it and I turned on the TV behind my desk. I sat in wonder
watching the North Tower burn and wondering how it was possible that
a commercial airliner went so out of control that it crashed into
the World Trade Center. Then I watched in horror as the second plane
hit the South Tower.
It was then that I knew we were under
attack. Not long after came the report of a third plane crashing into
the Pentagon and a fourth crashing into a field in Pennsylvania. The
fourth one had been headed toward the White House but was brought
down in the field when passengers revolted and attempted to take back
control of the plane. We know this from narratives of phone calls
made by passengers before the plane crashed.
We all watched in horror as the towers
collapsed onto themselves, knowing that the chances of anyone
surviving after that were slim. And we cried.
The events of that day were life-changing for many, myself included. That day most Americans sat
around in shock wondering what our future might bring. Would there
be more attacks? How many died? And how could this have possibly
happened? Many of us had difficulty sleeping that night.
September 12th dawned and
America came together as a nation, united in sorrow, anger, and
determination. As Allen Jackson said so eloquently in his song “Where
Were You When The World Stopped Turning?” – they “stood in line
and gave their own blood.” They volunteered to help first
responders search for bodies, living or dead. They donated food and
water to first responders. And they vowed to never forget and never
allow it to happen again.
How quickly they forgot. It didn't take
more than a year or so before calling Islamic extremists exactly that
became politically incorrect. “All Muslims are not responsible for
what happened,” they said. And they were correct. But every one of
the terrorists who hijacked the planes was Muslim and the attacks
were committed in the name of Islam. That's just fact.
The political correctness got worse.
When President Trump banned travel to the United States from seven
Islamic countries critics called it a “Muslim ban,” even though
it was seven out of 50 countries that are Muslim controlled. Seven.
Hardly a “Muslim ban.” But that's what we were told. And some
still believe it.
Today, if you criticize Muslims it's
considered hate speech. Even if what you say is true. It's just not
acceptable in today's woke society. The Taliban recently showed us
what Muslim extremists can and will do... but many Americans just
don't want to pay attention.
We don't need another September 11th.
We do need another September 12th. We need people to come
together in love for our country and each other, particularly after
the last couple of years. We need to remember how quickly lives can
be taken and how quickly everything can change. September 11, 2001,
taught us that very well. Except years of mostly non-events have
eroded the memories of many. And that is sad.