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Sunday, July 03, 2005

 

I'm Proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free


You know, all the 9/11 references from "W"’s speech on Tuesday really got me thinking.

I recall being particularly shaken and frightened by the destruction I had seen. I was angry about the senseless killings, and I hurt for the families who lost loved ones. People were still searching their lost relatives in the days that followed the attacks.

I wanted to find Osama Bin Ladin and lock him up for good in a rat-infested cell. I wanted to show him the images of the people he killed over and over and over again, like shame-inducing Chinese Water Torture. I wanted his ass. Still do as matter of fact.

That was OSAMA BIN LADIN. Not Saddam. By the way, that was also the man who is still running around free as a bird on this very day. BUT BY GOLLY WE GOT THE GUY WHO TRIED TO KILL "W"'s DADDY!!!

After September 11th, I recall feeling an overwhelming sense of unity with people from all walks of life and all political ideologies. I was not alone. We were all united against a common enemy. There were flags everywhere. Flags on homes. Flags on cars. Flags on lapels.

It was about September 13th, 2001. I was driving to work, listening to NPR with tears streaming down my face. They were interviewing a woman who couldn’t find her husband. He worked in the World Trade Center and was presumed dead. She was crying and talking about how helpless she felt. Wherever her husband was, she couldn’t help him, and that hurt her so much. If he was trapped, she wanted so badly to be there to hold his hand. If nothing else, to simply comfort him and hold his hand. Her story literally tore my heart to pieces.

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Moments later I looked over to see a woman driving a mammouth SUV. American flags waving. She leaned over, thrust her finger out her window and flipped the bird to the driver that had merged into her lane. Her fellow citizen. Her fellow American. Her fellow Comrade. “Fuck You!” with American flags flapping in the September breeze.

The song “I’m Proud to be an American” began playing sentimentally in my head.

And with that image, I will leave you.

Happy Fourth of July!

Oh, and I also recall a "W" sticker proudly displayed on her bumper. Oh, the Patriotism!

5 Comments:

Blogger Lin said...

Oh Meghan, you got that posting SO right. As I said to a woman in the Whole Foods parking lot the other day, "You should be embarrassed on two fronts." She looked at me a little puzzled. Needing no further encouragement I said, "For driving that ridiculous thing (a Humvee) and having a W sticker on the back of it. Shame on you." And since when do Humvee-driving W fans buy organic?

10:27 AM  
Blogger jlb said...

Meghan you expressed my sentiment exactly. I feel we are two female midwesterners joined on a common view point. I hate to say I'm in a minority around here. Since when did Sadam and Bin Laden become one in the same???

I'm very bummed out over the fact that good ole "w" will be nominating a supreme court justice. It is a sad day.

6:58 AM  
Blogger Edie said...

I have confidence that your feeling that we are all comrades will only expand from here. You have made an important step forward along with most Americans, even though we are generally discouraged from talking about it. Someday we will see that our comraderie does not stop at the world's (imaginary) borders, and will direct our anger to its correct channel.

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9:20 AM  
Blogger BlackOps said...

Excellent commentary.

10:33 AM  
Blogger Tim said...

I seem to be noticing the same type of ironic situtations myself. And I can't help but wonder who still buys into all the ideas we're bombarded with throughout each day's news cycle.

Oh, and I couldn't help but notice that we share birthdays. So, Happy Birthday.

12:25 PM  

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