Well, we've all lived through another 9/11. I don't mean just September 11, 2007. I mean another TV, radio, and newspaper replay of 9/11, the destruction of the World Trade Center. I saw and heard hours of coverage, detailing all the minutia of how the buildings fell, how New York firemen bravely died, how air traffic controllers struggled to grasp the unfolding situation, how survivors on the ground described the experience, how desperate passengers on ill fated airplanes called family and friends. I heard engineers and architects give detailed analyses of how the buildings collapsed. I heard journalists talk about the images and stories reported by their colleagues. I heard about the sorrowful, ugly work of searching for survivors, then victims in the massive pile of rubble.
Not once, NOT ONCE, did I hear a condemnation of the enemy that did this to us. Not once did I hear that radical Islam is the enemy of America and the free, Western world. Not once did I hear a renewed call to arms. Not once did I hear the wrath of a wounded America determined to strike back.
Wimps! Is that what we have become? Defeatist, cowed, irresolute wimps? Did we all wake up one morning during the last 6 years to discover that we are French? America, land of the free, home of the brave, where are you? What could you possibly be thinking?