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I know it’s not the anniversary.  But, I’m watching Good Morning America’s 40 year celebration and they showed the impact into the first Tower.

And I started to cry.

I abandoned another post that I really want to write, because I had to get this out.

We all remember where we were.  We all remember who we were with.  I did not know anyone who died.  I didn’t know anyone involved.  I knew people who knew people who were there.  I knew people who knew people who died.

I used to follow a blog called Tomato Nation that I loved.  She lived in New York and she was there.  Her post from that day is an amazing look into what it was like downtown.

Now, we are at a point in history where we need to decide if we are going to help the refugees from Syria to come to America.  You know, the one built on immigrants backs.  The one that welcomes the huddled masses. The one that was founded on the freedom of religion.

And the one that was scared shitless on 9/11/2001.

Now, Muslims are bad.  Immigrants are not to be trusted no matter how they got here.

Our enemies are winning.  They are winning because they have succeeded in making us terrified. We no longer just live our lives.  We are patted down at the airport and don’t find it a problem any longer.  We cringe if there is a middle eastern person waiting to get on the same plane as us.   We have turned middle eastern people into people to fear, without getting to know them.

We have allowed the terrorists to continue to terrorize us.  Yes, they are still active and attacks still happen.  But, bad things have always happened.  And people have always bounced back.

I don’t mean to be insensitive.  I have the utmost respect for the first responders and the subsequent responders. If my employer would have let me take the time off, I would have been there helping.  I have the utmost sympathy for those people directly affected by the events of 9/11 by the loss of family and or friends.

The images from that day are burned into our brains.   I know people who have vowed to never fly again.   And there are people whose agoraphobia is likely to be attributed to terrorism.

I know I’m just kind of babbling, but my thoughts are very disorganized today.

I just had to get it out.

And Sars still has never located Don.  (if you read the link you’ll understand)