Programming here was interrupted last night so they could discuss some new terrorist threats being made against the city of New York. The threats are specific and credible they say. All the focus this week on 911, with stories and pictures, really is taking me back to ten years ago. I feel the anxiety building up all over again. It doesn’t even seem like ten years have past. And now, because of this anniversary, we may be under attack again.
Yes our police department has taken every precaution possible to keep the city on alert. But how do you protect seven to eight million people? There are so many ways these people have to attack us, it’s anyone’s guess what they may do. I know they can’t tell us too much about what they know. Right now they just want us to be aware and alert so we can report anything suspicious we may see. The whole thing makes me so uneasy.
We can’t live our lives in fear. That’s what they said ten years ago to help our residents move on with their lives. But how can we not have fear? We are a target of terrorists, maybe the main target. Some times I feel like we are at their mercy.
Ten years ago, after the attacks, the helicopters flew around every morning, for months. They started at sun rise and circled around for at least an hour. That was the sound I woke up to every day. I felt like I was on an episode of “Mash.” At least I haven’t heard any helicopters yet.
None of us can ever forget 911. The consequences of that attack are still being felt today. We still need to rebuild, families are still coping with their loss, the trial of the co-conspirators still hasn’t happened, we have our military still fighting over it overseas and rescue people are still getting ill and dying from breathing in all that toxic material. When does it end? Or does it?
I hope everyone has a safe weekend as we all pause to reflect on that day and pray for the victims and their families.