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The world is wrong. Our country is broken. Things aren't how they should be.
We should not be in airplanes anymore. Where are the soldiers on our streets? The missiles in every city? Why are people walking and living in New York, DC, or any other major city?
And how the hell will we ever know who died, and clean up all this damage, physical and emotional?
That is what we are all supposed to think now. We are supposed to be cowering under our beds afraid to function, let alone be happy.
But here we are. What happened? The plan worked: 2 jets in New York, 1 in DC, and a 4th that the plan failed, but the plane still crashed, so there's that win too.
We never hid. We never stopped all life. We stopped flights for a few days, just to readjust to the new truth. We did not roll tanks across the country and let them run the country to protect us. We went to work, the country picked up the messes, and made newer, nicer things in their place. We built amazing memorials to those who lost their lives: glorious, beautiful creations not celebrating fear, but survival and persevering
It another part of the world, there are folks cursing us. Because we failed. Confused. Furious.
We failed. We failed at letting a horrific day full of chaos, destruction, death, and sadness change us into the cowering fearful mess of our former selves we were supposed to become. We became stronger, smarter, closer, and more loving.
Damn right we failed.
We should not be in airplanes anymore. Where are the soldiers on our streets? The missiles in every city? Why are people walking and living in New York, DC, or any other major city?
And how the hell will we ever know who died, and clean up all this damage, physical and emotional?
That is what we are all supposed to think now. We are supposed to be cowering under our beds afraid to function, let alone be happy.
But here we are. What happened? The plan worked: 2 jets in New York, 1 in DC, and a 4th that the plan failed, but the plane still crashed, so there's that win too.
We never hid. We never stopped all life. We stopped flights for a few days, just to readjust to the new truth. We did not roll tanks across the country and let them run the country to protect us. We went to work, the country picked up the messes, and made newer, nicer things in their place. We built amazing memorials to those who lost their lives: glorious, beautiful creations not celebrating fear, but survival and persevering
It another part of the world, there are folks cursing us. Because we failed. Confused. Furious.
We failed. We failed at letting a horrific day full of chaos, destruction, death, and sadness change us into the cowering fearful mess of our former selves we were supposed to become. We became stronger, smarter, closer, and more loving.
Damn right we failed.
