9/11/01 was not the start of the war against us, but it was the point in history when many of us took notice. A wake-up call, if you will.
9/11 did not, however, “change everything.” From the very start of our recovery from those cowardly attacks, we were told to simply resume our lives, go shopping. Enjoy the latest in our American version of the Roman bread and circuses.
9/11/01 was, however, the continuation of a war that began over 1,300 years ago in the deserts of Arabia. It is the march of Islam for global domination. At the point of a sword, or, these days, whatever weapons jihadis can get their hands on.
On this fifth anniversary of 9/11/01, the victim card is being totally overplayed. As if the attacks on the Twin Towers and the Pentagon were natural disasters, things to be suffered through but then overcome; they couldn’t happen again.
Yes, there were 3,000 or so victims on 9/11/01. And there were heroes, most especially including 343 of New York’s Bravest, my brothers in the FDNY. But these men and women were killed because of who they were, not because they just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
They were killed because they were Americans. And there is nothing in the world that Islam hates more than a people whose first principle is freedom of conscience. A nation founded on the idea that God has given each and every one of us the right to choose how to live, what to do, and what to believe.
These things are anathema to Islam, which, in ways gentle, and, for the most part, violent, insists that we all believe as they do.
Never forget who the enemy is, or what it is they want. Or why. And never, ever, surrender.