I googled “twin towers” a few seconds ago. I was looking in the “Images” section. I expected smoke, fire, evil, all those things to come up first. I was surprised to find that all the starting pictures were of the Twin Towers prior to that day that changed our way of life forever. Here, look at this one. Isn’t it something? Look at how big they are compared to all the other buildings? They have this eternal look about them, this indestructible quality. I’m well aware that they no longer stand, but right there they just seem unbreakable.
I scrolled down. Immediately the scenery I expected came up: the smoke, the fire, the evil, the planes. Funny, there’s so much controversy over how it happened. Does it matter? I mean, of course it “matters,” but does it matter, really? No, no, no. How it happened, or even that it happened isn’t what really matters. It’s what we did about it that deserves remembrance, and, at the very least, praise. We buckled down, we didn’t give in, we remained united, we helped each other, saved each other even. We won. That was the real victory, and that’s the victory that should’ve been observed to begin with.
Yes, it’s true, justice should be exacted when crimes are committed, but it’s gone on so long that people are starting to forget the victory and think only of the crashes, the explosions, the screaming, the terror, and the need to completely eradicate “those people.” I’m not saying punishment wasn’t in order. I’m not saying it still isn’t. But the focus on it is far too great. What warrants our attention is what we gained, not what we lost. It’s unity, ya hear? That’s what matters.
I googled “unity” a few seconds ago. I was looking in the “Images” section. I expected love, people holding hands, peace signs, all those things to come up first. They did.
Type it.
~D.
Dylan Alexander 
