Anniversary of Attack
It is hard to believe it has been 20 years since the terrorist attacks that makes this day famous, infamous. I still remember being in my high school math class; we were taking a test and the teacher came in and told us something had happened, was happening in the United States, involving aircraft being flown into buildings.
Then the world turned upside down! Suddenly one of the safest means of transportation had become a weapon used by radical extremists to sow terror and fear. Suddenly the fear of travel became more about man than machine. And while machines are pretty predictable, man is everything but.
Terror is like a weed; once you get it in your yard, it becomes nearly impossible to get rid of it, especially without destroying everything else in the yard in the process. Terror inserts itself into the tiniest bit of uncertainty, doubt, fear, ignorance, bias, prejudice, difference, and invisibly magnifies it. It is an insidious process that left unchecked creates a volatile community. If an explosion is triggered the terror is then multiplied. The cycle continues making new enemies out of it’s victims. The enemy is everyone and no one.
On the flip side and in contrast to terror, tragedy has a tendency to bring mankind together. Heroes were born and created. Incredible sacrifices were made and in the midst of the terror, bonds were formed and love blossomed. Love is the only real weapon against terror. Its the only thing thorough and powerful enough to insert itself into those hidden places where terror hides or lies dormant. Love breaks down the barriers between the known and the unknown, exposing the enemy for what it often really is, a misguided sentiment.
As we reflect on this day, I want to send love and blessings to all those who were in some way affected by this tragedy, those who lost loved ones, those who experienced trauma, those who allowed the terror to take over and those who loved in spite of the terror.
© Ryan J. Pearce 2021