9/11/11
Ten years ago, a group called Al Qaida decided to initiate an attack on our soil. They destroyed three of our buildings in New York, destroyed a fifth of the Pentagon, a field in Pennsylvania, and over 3,000 lives. My story that I posted from last year is on the blog, so you can read that if you want my story as to how it happened.
The main reason for this post is to talk about the injustice that we have done to the Islamic community. While I was a kid when it happened, now that I'm older I see the varoius conflict between our patriotism and their religion. I grew up in a household where the Islamic religion was just that: a religion. I grew up believing that everyone believed in the same god, and He was kind and loving. It's only been in the last few years that I have seen the different barriers that people have put up between the varying religions. I have met many Muslims, and they are kind people. They're normal people, trying to live in a world where they could be bombarded with racial and incompetent slurs discriminating against them.
Al Qaida claims to be in the interest of all Muslims, but that is not true. Al Qaida is a small portion of this religion, this religion that has a right to be respected and treated fairly. There is so much mystery surrounding their religion that we dare not ask precisely what they believe, we just go with what we know: they're mean, cruel, and hateful people. This is not true for most of the Muslims! We set this image up in our head because this is what we have seen. And what we have seen is fearfully terrifying to us, and we must protect ourselves from the chance of running into that scenery again.
Had this incident not happened, what would we think of the Muslims that live near us? Would we care about their religion? Would we be slurring their religion in their faces? Maybe, but we will never know, since we cannot turn back time and stop the carnage. The dust. The death.
This is for all the people who has suffered from the attacks: the servicemen, the civilians, the "enemies", and the countless others who are still suffering.
The main reason for this post is to talk about the injustice that we have done to the Islamic community. While I was a kid when it happened, now that I'm older I see the varoius conflict between our patriotism and their religion. I grew up in a household where the Islamic religion was just that: a religion. I grew up believing that everyone believed in the same god, and He was kind and loving. It's only been in the last few years that I have seen the different barriers that people have put up between the varying religions. I have met many Muslims, and they are kind people. They're normal people, trying to live in a world where they could be bombarded with racial and incompetent slurs discriminating against them.
Al Qaida claims to be in the interest of all Muslims, but that is not true. Al Qaida is a small portion of this religion, this religion that has a right to be respected and treated fairly. There is so much mystery surrounding their religion that we dare not ask precisely what they believe, we just go with what we know: they're mean, cruel, and hateful people. This is not true for most of the Muslims! We set this image up in our head because this is what we have seen. And what we have seen is fearfully terrifying to us, and we must protect ourselves from the chance of running into that scenery again.
Had this incident not happened, what would we think of the Muslims that live near us? Would we care about their religion? Would we be slurring their religion in their faces? Maybe, but we will never know, since we cannot turn back time and stop the carnage. The dust. The death.
This is for all the people who has suffered from the attacks: the servicemen, the civilians, the "enemies", and the countless others who are still suffering.