If I may...
This was written by my USAF son today. If it is cave material, I will delete it. But it's a poignant reminder of who we CAN be.
"Never forget."
That slogan showed up on 12 September 2001 and has been used (and abused) for nearly 20 years now. We haven't forgotten that day. Many of us dutifully and mark our rememberances and move on through the day with solemn dignity. Many more of us contribute by throwing around heartstring-tugging memes. And that's... fine. Gold stars for you for your participation.
The trouble with not forgetting is that we remembered the wrong lesson. We remembered to be fierce and defiant. We remembered to be fearless in the face of danger, boldly standing up against that which would try to scare us into submission. These are good things to learn, don't get me wrong. But, from a day filled with so many lessons, they were the wrong ones to focus on for so long.
We have forgotten, as a nation, the most important lesson. For just a couple months, we went out of our way to look after each other. We actively gave a damn about everyone else around us, whatever their circumstance. The racists among us targeted muslims and sikhs, and the rest of us stepped in to protect those people. We didn't even think about it. We just did it because it was *right.* It was what we, as Americans (and Humans) *should* do.
I'm... not sure when that completely disppeared, if I'm honest. I know it was mostly gone by 2008, when an entire political party decided the presidential nominee from the other party was a scary Muslim. All the while, September 11th came and went, marked in its passage almost out of habit.
I looked around today and saw that it has only gotten worse. Rather than simply ignore the injustices large and small, many of us will go out of our way to justify them. Rather than go a tiny bit out of our individual way and subject ourselves to a minpr inconvenience for the health and safety of all, we rail about how our freedoms are being taken away. Worse, we villify the people fighting against these injustices and that selfish apathy.
Nineteen years of habitually marking this day, and it seems as though we have not only forgotten that actual day, but that we actively worked to reverse its meaning. We need to remember that original meaning once more, or we need to stop marking this day altogether.