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.