Okay, call me un-American. Call me a liberal. Call me names if you must. But it is time to move on.
I wasn’t in New York or even in the United States when the World Trade Center was targeted by terrorists. I was in Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada. I lived in the States, but was studying across the border. Soon after I moved to Canada permanently, partly because politics in the Untied States was beginning to threaten Constitutional freedom. I had a good job offer, and I took it, and I have never returned for more than a few days at a time. I do not intend to live in the United States again.
So if someone wanted to tell me to get out of the USA if I don’t love it like my own dear mother, well, too late. I left.
Tragedy falls to everyone. Everyone. No one is exempt. Sometimes it is a manmade tragedy – the use of commercial jetliners as bombs against national symbols of power and prosperity – and sometimes it is the inexplicable nature of things – hurricanes, earthquakes, cancer, epidemics. We will all suffer loss, if we are not the victims.
The tragedy nine years ago is now tied by political opportunists to conservative Christianity and Christianity in general. (Not regarding conservative Christians like myself who are pacificists, believing that is the Way that Jesus Christ taught us by dying a painful, bloody death as a falsely-accused criminal for our salvation.) 9/11 is rapidly becoming an ethnic schism in the United States, taking its place with other hotspots of ethnic violence. “Remember, do not forget,” is the key phrase. “Hate those who did this. Keep the hate alive by making a moment of tragedy into a national warcry.”
Armenians and Turks; Serbians and Bosnians; Palestinians and Israelis. There are a thousand other ethnic conflicts fueled by “Never Forget” rhetoric. Atrocties, injustices, ugly human vitriol are the continuing result.
Time to move on; forgive, forget. God has forgiven your sins simply because you asked Him to do so, and He has put them far from you, as if they were drowned in the deepest ocean. He forgets. He always forgives. Weep over those who were lost, but weep more for the tortured souls who would take a human life to make a political point.
Jesus said, as he suffered agonies on the cross, “Forgive them, Father, they don’t know what they have done.”
Can Americans say the same thing?