All That 9/11 Means to Me

One of my favorite memories occurred in the summer of 2001. My best friend, a couple of girls (one who I dated for years and nearly married) and I were in a major city, partying together one last time before we would go our separate ways for college. After a fun evening, we started to drive home but decided to stop at the international airport to go exploring.

Mind you, it’s 12:30 a.m. and we are 17, 18-year-old kids. We don’t have plane tickets. We park the car and enter the airport and walk right through security. We didn’t take off our shoes, we didn’t face invasive (and humiliating) pat-downs, we didn’t have to see TSA Agents – at this airport, they are 95 percent Black – sitting around doing absolutely nothing but harassing law-abiding citizens.

We just walked right through security and went to the various concourses at this airport. For four kids about to embark on the wild ride of college (and the endless vistas of life), looking back on that experience is an apt metaphor for life. Walking from concourse to concourse in an eerily empty airport, telling stories of our past and discussing dreams for the future, laughing together in the moment; I often reflect back on this day – that entire summer really – and the simplicity of that night, the freedom we had before us.

This night was in the second week of August, 2001. One month later, after going on an early morning jog before classes and eating breakfast, I would get a call from that same friend about one of the World Trade Center buildings being hit by a plane. Turning on the television in my dorm room, my roommate and I saw the next plane hit the other tower.

Whenever I think about 9/11, I go back to that memory from August 2001 and what we really lost that Tuesday in early September. Already, white flight from major cities overrun with Black crime, Black corruption, and uninhabitable Black neighborhoods made trips to the city nearest where I grew up a dangerous proposition.

No politician, businessman or elected official will dare point this out, and when a person is fearful of going to a major city because of “bad areas” or the “ghetto” that is found there (they mean dangerous Black people), then you do not have ‘freedom’.

In regards to 9/11, I completely agree with Lawrence Auster. No politician or elected official will dare point out that it is law-abiding Americans who have been punished for the actions of 19 Muslims on 9/11. Instead of practicing sane policies of ‘profiling’ at the airports, law-abiding Americans (and 90 percent or more of those who fly are white) are forced to endure humiliating searches by a workforce that rivals the United States Postal Service (USPS) in terms of Blackness.

I’m 100 percent behind law enforcement being allowed to ‘profile’; the reason Atlanta, Birmingham, Memphis, Orlando, Detroit, Chicago, New York City, Washington D.C., Dallas, Houston, Charlotte, Milwaukee, Cincinnati, St. Louis, Cleveland, and other American cities aren’t safe for suburban white kids to visit is because of the threat of Black crime. It’s the reason white families flee to the freedom of Whitopia’s, where their children can grow and be raised in an environment free from the Black Undertow.

One of my heroes growing up was Pat Tillman. I first read about him when he played football at Arizona State, a white linebacker/running back from California that no school wanted save Brigham Young and the Sun Devils. It was stated he was an ‘overachiever’ who played with heart and was tenacious. BS. He was an amazing athlete who happened to be born during a period of time where white fans have been conditioned to believe that “Black is Best.”

By some strange coincidence, in the 1997 Sports Illustrated issue with the cover story “What Happened to the White Athlete?”, Pat Tillman was profiled. That issue would always stick with me, knowing that the majority of Black athletes came from these major cities or Black Undertow areas that no white person dare raise their family in.

We all know what Pat Tillman did after 9/11. We all know the sacrifice he made in enlisting in the US Army out of patriotic duty (like so many other white guys still being Real American Heroes). We all know how he died. We all know the United States Military and Government covered up his killing and tried to make him a war-hero, constructing a Hollywood ending out of his fratricide.

Three white guys raising the flag in BRA won’t do!

The United States of America that our grandfathers defended in World War II is long gone. Pat Tillman learned this lesson too late. It is for this reason that I have no idea what people will commemorate on 9/11. No idea.

We should have stopped all immigration from majority Muslim nations after 9/11. We didn’t.

We should have instituted ‘profiling’ at the airports instead of erecting a police state that considers the historic majority population in America (white people) the real threat to stability and peace, humiliating airline passengers at every turn.

I often wonder if the “freedom” and “liberty” felt on that August day back in 2001,when four friends spent an evening walking around an airport — all about to embark on their respective paths in life — will ever return.

In about 10 minutes, the National Football League (NFL) will play its first slate of Sunday games. Fusing the new state religion (football) with hyper-patriotism, 9/11 will be remembered with typical American flair. Wonder if Lady Gaga will perform on the 50-yard-line of one of these new public shrines?

And all I can think about is a guy like Pat Tillman, in the words of his brother: “a fucking champion.”

Those who died on 9/11 deserve better. All of the soldiers (and especially those who gave their lives) who have served in the Iraq and Afghanistan wars deserve better.

I want to live in a country that actually advances the interests of its law-abiding citizens, instead of trying to advance at every opportunity those citizens who re-made formerly great cities like Detroit, Birmingham, and Cleveland into their image. I want to live in a country that doesn’t demonize its law-abiding citizens because of the terrorists actions of 19 Muslims (and subsequent terror attempts by… Muslims) and erects a police state to antagonize and humiliate its historic majority population.

Peter Brimelow is right; 9/11 memorializing is irrelevant to those who desire an American Renaissance.



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