“That is what we honor on days of national commemoration—those aspects of the American experience that are enduring. . . . It will be said of us that we kept that faith; that we took a painful blow, and emerged stronger. ‘Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.’”
So said our President in his speech commemorating the attacks of September 11. But one wonders how accurate any of that is—whether we have emerged stronger, whether our weeping is over and our joy will come.
Integrated with the first week of the NFL season, we witnessed what appeared to be almost a celebration of our national victimhood ten years on, a patriotic outburst previously reserved for war victories or electing new presidents but now administered as a patriotic salve for national humiliation.
In the aftermath of these attacks, we lashed out at a country without involvement in them, while also sinking our troops for a decade into a land that has for centuries been a graveyard of empires. Out of fealty to multiculturalism, nothing has been done to curb immigration from nations in which Islamic militancy and anti-American sentiment find their most fertile soil, though not a multicultural eye is blinked at the launching of Predator drones into Islamic homes and villages. Every dollar of the September 11 wars has been purchased at the price of a trillion dollars in IOUs to the political...