Nine years ago today was a beautiful September morning.
It was very similar to this morning, at least in Central Virginia. But later on the day turned into a horror that for many of us has not yet receded.
At the time it was commonly said at the time that “September 11th changed everything.” For me that was certainly true — it launched me into a career that I couldn’t possibly have imagined and never would have chosen. It left me doing this, when I could have been gainfully employed and might occasionally have managed a good night’s sleep.
There will more analysis in a longer piece later today, but for right now ponder the photo at the top of this post, in which a still from El Cid has been merged with the inferno of Lower Manhattan nine years ago today.
It’s a reminder of the depth, breadth, scope, and longevity of the war that has been declared against Western Civilization. The fall of the Twin Towers tells us that the war is ongoing. The creation of Al-Andalus and the sack of Constantinople tell us that our victory is not assured.
When, God forbid, the walls are breached and the city falls, it may take centuries to throw off the yoke of Islamic oppression. And keep in mind the complete erasure of Buddhism from Afghanistan: there’s no guarantee that what we have now will ever be fully recovered, once the gates break open.
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