Oh, GTFO already
Just about every year around this time, I write something about 9/11. It’s kind of cathartic for me to memorialize the experience, to reflect on how we weathered that day – not knowing where our friends were, struggling to get through on the phones, breathing in the ash – but this year I am particularly crabby.
The radical right wing that now constitutes the bulk of the Republican party (bye bye, fiscal conservatives, please start your own party and stop wandering into the Democratic tent) just loves to talk about how terrible cities are. They particularly like insulting New York.
So this year, I would like to tell them to just GTFO. Stop pitching fits about the fact that we’re diverse places and that you don’t like how we operate and then lament 9/11. If you hate cities, then you shouldn’t give a rat’s ass that we were targeted. No one crashed into or blew up your buildings. No one killed your people. You were completely and utterly ignored.
It is simply not right for you to claim our pain and then dismiss our people. We are only part of your “America” while you’re using the horrific day to justify your behavior. You don’t give a damn about what happened, you only give a damn about being able to hate others free of guilt and justifying your irrational and xenophobic fears.
So GTFO. I’m sick of trying to be civil when your version of the day was a TV show and yet you act like the horrible event we experienced in New York City belongs to you. You were never targeted, you didn’t have to live with the reality of the day – nor did you have to live with the after effects of constant bomb scares and military suddenly present on your daily commute.
Take your 9/12 crap and shove it. Take your famewhore pastor and shove him. Get a damned clue.