Fourteen years ago I still lived in Los Angeles. I got up early that day because it was a primary election day for the Mayor of LA.
When I got into the polling place the election workers were closely watching a small television.
They said a plane had hit the World Trade Center. At first I thought it was an accident, like when a plane hit the Empire State Building. I did my civic duty, voted and went off to get my breakfast bagel.
I called Tina, who lived on Long Island at the time. She was unaware of events but turned on the TV and filled me in on what was happening. I hurried home, put on the TV and booted up my computer.
By that time the first tower had collapsed and the second followed. Events that would be replayed again and again.
Both Tina and I had met a woman, who was killed on one of the planes. My cousin had friends killed at the Pentagon. Tina knew a family whose daughter was in one of the towers.
I moved to Long Island a few months later. I avoided Ground Zero. Then I accidentally wound up exiting a subway near there.
Sometimes revenge is just another word for justice. I remember the videos of the Palestinians dancing in the streets. Hell if they had wanted to turn the entire Middle East (except Israel, our only real ally there) to glass the day after 9/11 I would have said go for it.
Now I think we would have been better off if we had acted more like Israel did after Munich in 1972. They had the Mossad hunt down and kill the Jihadi scum that had murdered their Olympic athletes.
Hind sight is 20/20 and I went along with the rush to war. So did 70-80% of my fellow citizens. I can’t blame Fox News, I was reading the New York Times and NewsDay every day and they were rah-rah for war too. Now we are mired in the 1400 year old wars between the Muslim world and the West, wars marked by imperialism on both sides.