I suppose it wouldn't be today if I didn't make some sort of entry about what I was doing ten years ago when everything happened. I think I've made
an entry about it. As a matter of fact, I think I've also made an entry about what it felt like
to be there a few years after the attack, too. So I'm not going to beat a dead horse and just rehash what I already posted.
Ten years later, and I figure I should post my feelings about how I feel now about it all.
I am disgusted with our country. I really am. And let me tell you why. Every day I drive down my road to work, I have to pass by that Kortech place that I assume rents out caterpillars and other heavy machinery, but you wouldn't really know it with all the anti-Obama/anti-Democratic party rhetoric they feel the need to put on their advertising marquee. I can't stand that. It's not just because I particularly feel insulted and offended by it being that I'm a Democrat myself. It's because it's so hate-filled and it's not what we need to be doing as a country. It separates us even more than we already are. Whatever happened to "united as one"? Whatever happened to "one nation (under God) indivisible"?
In the last four or five years alone, we've had dealt with some major economic problems here in America, and everyone just wants to point the finger at President Obama. Everyone wants to blame the president for all of their problems. Jobs, the weather, banks, credit, healthcare, blah blah blah. Before Barrack Obama was elected into office, everyone was blaming George W. Bush for everything that had gone to pot with the country. And while I may have my own personal opinions about President Bush (he had a decent first term given he was the one in charge when a major national crisis happened, but his advisers failed him in his second term, and let's not forget how he handled Hurricane Katrina), he had everyone blaming him for all of the problems that happened in his wake. This is why I would never want to be President of the United States; it's just a position of major responsibility that I would never want to have just for people to eventually hate me and blame me for everything under the sun.
It's easy to point the finger and play the blame game out of sheer anger and frustration. No one wants to sit down and actually think about what causes what. The economy took a hit because of the domino effect that 9/11 had on us, and the country has never fully recovered. President Obama occasionally gets on TV for State of the Union addresses and says that the recovery process WILL NOT HAPPEN OVERNIGHT. You have to WORK for it, and nobody wants to seem to do that. We Americans have grown rather entitled and just want things handed to us on a silver platter for nothing. We want to bitch and moan and point the finger and wallow in their own self-pity, and complain, complain, complain.
And I'm tired of hearing people whine and complain about everything under the sun. I try not to complain about things that are within my control, and I think more people need to take my stance. You think the job situation is terrible? Do something about it. Work on your resumé. Go take a college class or a workshop to learn something to make yourself an asset. Learn to navigate the Internet so you can do your job searching there. You think the economy is terrible? Do something about it. Don't waste your money. Make sacrifices. Don't go to Starbucks every day. Wear your winter coat from last year. Clip coupons to make ends meet. You may have to tighten your belt and live within your means, but you can do something about it. We did something about it during the 30s in the Great Depression. It took a while, and we had to go through a World War in the process, but we came out ahead. WE'VE DONE IT BEFORE. WE CAN DO IT AGAIN. What was it John F. Kennedy said?..."Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country."
I think the United States of America has been on a pity and shame spiral since the events of September 11, 2011 happened. And I think we need to break this cycle and get out of it. It's terrible what happened, and people who actually lost someone in the World Trade Center or at the Pentagon or on any of those planes are the only ones who are truly allowed to grieve. But as for the rest of us? We can have our moment of silence, then it's time to move on. We can't wallow in the shadows of the past forever.
I'm glad I don't have to work today. I don't think I could put up with some bleeding heart customer asking me, "How will you remember what happened today? What will you be doing?" I'll tell you what. I'll be doing some cleaning around the house. Then later on today, my boyfriend and I will get together so he can have his birthday present and we may go get him a celebratory birthday dinner and drink. Yep, you heard that right. I'm going to work and have fun today. I don't want to have to dwell on the past. It's time to move on. I don't want to sound callous and cold and insensitive about it, but seriously? It's time to move on. "This, too, shall pass."