There’s a lot I could say about today. Heck, there’s a lot I can say about any given day. But I know what it was like to be scared to drive home on this day 13 years ago. I know how utterly terrifying it was to put your life in someone else’s hands & fly for the next year or two. I know what it feels like to worry about being a target, due to being in such close proximity to Oak Ridge. Yes, I profile. Yes, I’m prejudiced against Islamic people. (Actually, I’m not prejudiced. I despise almost everybody equally.) And it makes me angry that people disagree with our presence overseas, argue that we didn’t need a war. “Fight fire with fire” isn’t just an expression. You actually do fight fire with fire sometimes, especially in the case of brush fires. See, fire is reckless. It’s dangerous. It has nothing to lose, it takes everything in its path with it. So you start another fire, and control it to make it collide with the uncontrolled burn. They meet, and there’s nothing left for it to take. So it burns itself out. My metaphor here is the kamikaze pilots. They know nothing but fighting, death, & destruction. So that’s how you make them understand. You can’t reason with evil.

Imagine getting up to go to work this morning & seeing your workplace demolished by terrorists & everyone running for their lives-some into the very face of evil, & some away, running to rejoin their families. Imagine hearing news that there is another plane crashed into the Pentagon. Imagine another has crashed into a field in Pennsylvania. You don’t know what’s coming next. You just want to go home & gather up all your family & pray. Businesses were closing, flights were cancelled for days. Now stop imagining. This is what we were dealing with a few years ago. A broken country.
So all international flights were cancelled today. That’s a bit of an inconvenience to some people, but better off inconvenienced than dead, I say. Thank our military that we’re here to complain about it. And while you’re at it, thank God, too. 9/11 is more than a fleeting memory of news for some people. It represents a life shattered by people who wanted to see America fall. God bless America, land that I love.