I am not a
patriot. At least, that is how I
feel anymore. When
The Twin Towers went down on
September 11, 2001, I felt a little piece of me slip away also. I also felt a great
hate bubble up inside me. However, it is not really for the
terrorists that planned and executed the destruction of a
symbol of our nation, it is for the
press.
I
hear the
world talking about the planes crashing and how we need to
hunt down out
enemy and
murder them. I hear talk of how we need to
Nuke countries to get our enemies. It does not matter if we lose more lives in the
process, and it sure as hell does not matter if WE happen to
murder some of THEIR
innocents while fulfilling our
mission of
retribution.
A month ago, US citizens were slamming the
United States at every opportunity. We bitch about
politicians, the
president,
police,
laws,
blacks,
whites,
gays,
heterosexuals,
cost of living, our
jobs,
unemployment,
employment,
sex, the
press, and damn near
everything else. And I am fairly sure that a month after this is all taken care of, the only ones who will carry the torch are the ones who have
lost loved ones.
...not the
press.
...not the millions of
people who started flying the
flag after the
crash.