I thought about today a lot, beginning sometime yesterday afternoon and lasting well into the wee small hours of this morning. Five years. It’s not that long a time, yet it is. I’ve read what the pundits have to say about this anniversary and I find most of what’s been said to be lacking both in substance and meaning. And I cannot find words of my own, words that are adequate, words that express the full range of my emotions, words that express sorrow and, at the same time, express the resolve to persevere, the resolve to win this existential conflict.
I did read one op-ed that resonated with me. I’ll give you the final two paragraphs of Christopher Hitchen’s essay in today’s WSJ:
One must have a blunt answer to the banal chat-show and op-ed question: What have we learned? (The answer ought not to be that we have learned how to bully and harass citizens who try to take shampoo on flights on which they have lawfully booked passage. Yet incompetent collective punishment of the innocent, and absurd color-coding of the "threat level," is the way in which most Americans actually experience the "war on terror.") Anyone who lost their "innocence" on September 11 was too naïve by far, or too stupid to begin with. On that day, we learned what we ought to have known already, which is that clerical fanaticism means to fight a war which can only have one victor. Afghans, Kurds, Kashmiris, Timorese and many others could have told us this from experience, and for nothing (and did warn us, especially in the person of Ahmad Shah Massoud, leader of
The second point makes me queasy, but cannot be ducked. "We"--and our allies--simply have to become more ruthless and more experienced. An unspoken advantage of the current awful strife in
Indeed.
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