Sandra is reliving the horror of Nine-Eleven through the endless memorials on television, but I could take no more of it. Call me insensitive. Call me crass. I’ve had it up to here with the long faces and heart-tugging recollections.
I mean no disrespect but I’d rather watch the KLM Open in Holland.
Do you think I am unaware of the horror of Nine-Eleven? Do you think my heart doesn’t bleed for the victims and their families?
If you do, you do me wrong.
I understand that the terrorist attacks on September 11, 2001 changed America forever. I know that Americans must not – cannot – forget the day. It could be the platform for rebuilding the nation, for forging a stronger spirit of unity and purpose.
But I don’t need politicians to remind me of it. I don’t need the bagpipes or the rhetoric or the interviews with survivors.
There’s something phony about these elaborate memorial ceremonies and splashy TV programs. Something that smacks of a vast PR campaign.
Why do I keep thinking they might be designed to protect America’s bloated defense budget from the spending cuts facing Congress?
Why do I suspect that the terror “threat” we’ve been hearing about all week might just be another part of that PR campaign?
Those military-industrial puppeteers have done that kind of thing in the past. They could be doing it again.