Hit the buildings, Missed America


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Jul 7, 2001
This was sent to me today.

I thought it was pretty good expression of how most of us are feeling.

An open letter to a terrorist:

Well, you hit the World Trade Center, but you missed
America. You hit the Pentagon, but you missed America. You used helpless
American bodies, to take out other American bodies, but like a poor
marksman, you STILL missed America.

Why? Because of something you guys will never understand.
America isn't about a building or two, not about financial centers, not
about military centers, America isn't about a place, America isn't even
about a bunch of bodies. America is about an IDEA. An idea, that you can
go someplace where you can earn as much as you can figure out how to, live
for the most part, like you envisioned living, and pursue Happiness. (No
guarantees that you'll reach it, but you can sure try!)

Go ahead and whine your terrorist whine, and chant your
terrorist litany: "If you can not see my point, then feel my pain." This
concept is alien to Americans. We live in a country where we don't have to
see your point. But you're free to have one. We don't have to listen to
your speech. But you're free to say one. Don't know where you got the
strange idea that everyone has to agree with you. We don't agree with each
other in this country, almost as a matter of pride. We're a collection of
guys that don't agree, called States. We united our individual states to
protect ourselves from tyranny in the world. Another idea, we made up on
the spot. You CAN make it up as you go, when it's your country.

If you're free enough.

Yeah, we're fat, sloppy, easy-going goofs most of the time.
That's an unfortunate image to project to the world, but it comes of
feeling free and easy about the world you live in. It's unfortunate too,
because people start to forget that when you attack Americans, they tend
to fight like a cornered badger. The first we knew of the War of 1812, was
when England burned Washington D.C. to the ground. Didn't turn out like
England thought it was going to, and it's not going to turn out like you
think, either. Sorry, but you're not the first bully on our shores, just
the most recent.

No Marquis of Queensbury rules for Americans, either. We
were the FIRST and so far, only country in the world to use nuclear
weapons in anger. Horrific idea, nowadays? News for you bucko, it was back
then too, but we used it anyway. Only had two of them in the whole world
and we used 'em both. Grandpa Jones worked on the Manhattan Project. Told
me once, that right up until they threw the switch, the physicists were
still arguing over whether the Uranium alone would fission, or whether it
would start a fissioning chain reaction that would eat everything. But
they threw the switch anyway, because we had a War to win. Does that tell
you something about American Resolve?

So who just declared War on us? It would be nice to point to
some real estate, like the good old days. Unfortunately, we're probably at
war with random camps, in far-flung places. Who think they're safe. Just
like the Barbary Pirates did, IIRC. Better start sleeping with one eye

There's a spirit that tends to take over people who come to
this country, looking for opportunity, looking for liberty, looking for
freedom. Even if they misuse it. The Marielistas that Castro emptied
out of his prisons, were overjoyed to find out how much
freedom there was. First thing they did when they hit our shores, was run
out and buy guns. The ones that didn't end up dead, ended up in prisons.
It was a big PITA then (especially in south Florida), but you're only the
newest PITA, not the first.

You guys seem to be incapable of understanding that we don't
live in America, America lives in US! American Spirit is what it's called.
And killing a few thousand of us, or a few million of us, won't change it.
Most of the time, it's a pretty happy-go-lucky kind of Spirit. Until we're
crossed in a cowardly manner, then it becomes an entirely different kind
of Spirit.

Wait until you see what we do with that Spirit, this time.

Sleep tight, if you can. We're coming.

Charles Brennan