Sunday, September 11, 2011

The Eleventh Hour

As the tenth anniversary of the September 11th attacks winds down and all the speeches heard and monuments seen, all I can think of- aside from how much the nineteen Arab Muslim terrorists (yes, just say it because it's true and the truth will make you feel better) and their douchy apologists should rot- is how our culture has devolved into one of infantile sentiment and moral and physical cowardice.


I want to state clearly that I do not believe everyone is afflicted with this. There are those whose bravery and humanity exemplify the goodness of mankind. What I am saying here is that in ten years, the West has shirked away from decisiveness and fell into the cocoon of politically correct remove. Why take direct action when one can sit on one's thumbs? It doesn't matter that bin Laden is dead now. He should have died years ago. How many (God forbid) bin Ladens have been spawned since? When we should have correctly identified and criticised the rancid spewings of a seventh century death cult, we "reached out". We avoided the route of blunt honesty by failing to criticise justly the culture that breeds the kind of evil we witnessed not only on September 11th but before. Would Pakistan's reluctance and the Ground Zero Mosque even have been issues if we had taken direct and thunderous action? Keep in mind just three years after the attack on Pearl Harbour, the Japanese (not too dissimilar from the death cults we see now) were defeated. Could you imagine if we ran a politically correct campaign then?


Said much better here:

And so we commemorate an act of war as a “tragic event,” and we retreat to equivocation, cultural self-loathing, and utterly fraudulent misrepresentation about the events of the day. In the weeks after 9/11, Americans were enjoined to ask “Why do they hate us?” A better question is: “Why do they despise us?” And the quickest way to figure out the answer is to visit the Peace Quilt and the Wish Tree, the Crescent of Embrace and the Hole of Bureaucratic Inertia.


Indeed.


And now, some furry heroes.





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