The day after 9/11

Yesterday was the eleventh anniversary of the evil terrorist attacks on America that killed nearly 3,000 people.  I wanted to write something meaningful about that dark day, but every sentence I wrote felt completely inadequate and I gave up.  So all day long I avoided the news and tried to immerse myself in work.

I decided I'd get up on 12 September and write something hopeful.  Remind Americans that the towers may have fallen, but America got up and hit back. That we're still here, while many of the terrorist thugs are dead.  That the terrorists didn't win.  We did.  Because life in America continued.

But this morning's news about the murder on our diplomats in Libya and the attacks on the embassy in Egypt are brutal reminders that the war on terror continues.  Their actions make it clear that these Islamic fascists are intolerant, barbaric and evil.

Evil never rests, so we must always have the courage to confront it.