Yesterday, all of the reminders to “never forget” 9/11, made me wonder. Should we, really? Should we really forever rehash the terror of that day? My answer – I dunno. We should always remember the heroes, the way people came together to try to save lives and to help those who lost loved ones. We should try to emulate that every day of our lives – the caring, the compassion, the efforts to help out. But – we should not use that day and its memories to foster hatred and persecution of those of any one ethnic group. We should not assume that if I look like one of the terrorists, I am bad. All bad. Scary. Likely to cause harm.
Do we need to be alert? Yes. Alert, but not fearful. Always fearful. No. There are dangers in life. There are bad people. There are those who would do harm. There are those who are not reasonable, that run strictly on emotions, that believe in those who would destroy others with whom they disagree. We need to guard against becoming one of them.
Our world seems to be full of emotions, too many of them deadly emotions. We fear, we hate, we strike out. We jump on the latest bandwagon. We forget about reason. We forget that in those barrels that contain bad apples, there are also the good apples.
I heard on the news – I read in the newspaper, in the news magazine. . . my neighbor said. . . my friend told me . . . Does that make it true? I dunno.
Are guns the root of evil? Is it okay to rely on freedom of speech as a right to malign? Can I truly love my neighbor? I dunno. Do I need to believe in any of these things, wholeheartedly, without reason? Should we, really?
How about, instead – how about we give each other the right to disagree? How about we acknowledge that no one is all good, neither is anyone all bad? How about we try fairness? How about we use our brains to think? How about we relax, just a little? How about we just stop jumping to conclusions? How about we give everyone a fair chance?
I dunno. Can we do those things? Do we remember how? Should we? Really? I think I’ll find a corner and cry.