Twenty-one years ago on this date, America was brutally attacked by foreigners who hated us. There are plenty of them still out there, some in plain sight in our own country and others hidden in distant lands all over the globe. The legacy of 9/11 resides in everyone old enough to remember that day, but still we go about our daily lives as if America is the greatest country and everyone loves us. This is so not true.
While I certainly don't know who hates us the most this minute, I do understand why. Our outsized arrogance is recognized immediately all over the world, as well as our lack of respect for other cultures and most of all, for God. This lack of respect is likely the cause of all of our strife, be it between individuals or nations.
I was fortunate not to be anywhere near the World Trade Center on 9/11, but having grown up in New York I still miss seeing those beautiful twin towers. As a college student in Greenwich Village I went there often, sometimes to dine at the fancy restaurant at the top or sometimes just for a thrilling elevator ride up to a killer view of Manhattan.
Now it's many years later and a new man-made structure occupies the spot, built to honor the fallen and show our enemies that we are invincible. While it dulls the pain, it hasn't removed the scar for so many who lived through that horror, and likely nothing ever will.
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