2004 Soap Box Archives

I Sometimes Wonder 07/16/04

I was at the Tennessee driver’s license bureau, it was a beautiful September morning and all seemed well with the world when my son called me and told me that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Towers in New York.

As I’m sure most of the rest of America did I assumed that it was
a horrible accident but when the second plane hit it was obvious that America was under attack.

Then the plane hit the Pentagon and another crashed in Pennsylvania and the full horror of what was happening became all too clear.

What happened that September morning was to change the world forever. Never again could Americans believe that we were immune from the terrorist scum who had been terrorizing so much of the planet for years.

A feeling of frustration and fear settled over much of the nation as the officials started trying to figure out what had happened, a feeling to soon be replaced with the anger and cold resolve.
Does America remember how she felt that day? Do you remember wondering just how far this thing was going to go as incident after incident came across our television screens in bloody living color?

I didn’t hear anybody complaining about being one nation under God that day. As America looked for solace and stability many eyes were cast heavenward.

I didn’t hear any tirades against the military. I didn’t hear anybody calling police officers pigs. I didn’t hear anybody speaking out against prayer in school or prayer anywhere for that matter.

It took a long time but we had found out that even though we are the most powerful nation on earth we were still susceptible to
terror attacks. And the ironic thing is that the very freedoms which we hold so dear are what made us so vulnerable.

Our open door policy of immigration, our go anywhere, do anything, nothing off limits privileges were our undoing as these walking garbage bags came into our country with impunity and wreaked havoc on a free and unsuspecting society.

Do you remember the feelings of desperation and frustration you experienced that morning? Do you remember just wanting to get your hands around someone’s throat and squeeze?

I sometimes wonder if America has such a short memory that we’ve forgotten September the eleventh when three thousand innocent Americans died at the hands of merciless men who were so bent on doing the devil’s work they were willing to die in the process.

Have we forgotten the piles of smoking rubble in New York, the
Wall missing from the Pentagon, that field in Pennslyvania? Have we forgotten the massive funerals of the fallen policemen and firefighters, the fatherless and motherless children?

Have we forgotten the day the naive innocence of America was taken away by a handful of demonic radical Islamic excrement?

I don’t know about you but as for me, hell no, I haven’t forgotten
I will not forget until the last murdering terrorist in the world becomes a good terrorist by taking their last earthly breath.

Pray for our troops.

What do you think?

God Bless America

Charlie Daniels

 

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