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I am the nation, and these are the
things that I am .
I was conceived in freedom and God willing,
in freedom I will spend the rest of my days.
May I possess always the
integrity, the courage and the
strength to keep myself unshackled, to remain a citadel of freedom
and a beacon
of hope in the world.


Ode to America-Bookmark
to a story written about the USA and a link to one of the best
9-11 Tribute.
Do not Forget-
Do not forget 9-11 For the Soldiers lost in Iraq and Afghanistan in our war on terror.
For the Firemen and Police Officers that
were lost in NYC
and the Men and Woman lost in the Pentagon.

We will never forget.
Freedom*Rock
-follow this
link to a painted rock.
Web Ring for
September 11

"DO
NOT FORGET"
I sat in a movie theater watching "Schindler's List," asked
myself,"Why
didn't the Jews fight back?"
Now I know why.
I sat in a movie theater, watching "Pearl Harbor" and asked
myself,"Why weren't we prepared?"
Now I know why.
Civilized people cannot fathom, much less predict, the actions of
evil people.
On September 11, dozens of capable airplane passengers allowed
themselves to be overpowered by a handful of poorly armed terrorists
because they
did not comprehend the depth of hatred that motivated their captors.
On September 11, thousands of innocent people were murdered because
too many Americans naively reject the reality that some nations are
dedicated to the dominance of others. Many political pundits,pacifists and
media
personnel want us to forget the carnage. They say we must focus on the
bravery of the rescuers and ignore the cowardice of the
killers. They implore us to understand the motivation of the
perpetrators. Major television stations have announced they will
assist the healing process by not replaying devastating footage of the
planes
crashing into the Twin Towers.
I will not be manipulated.
I will not pretend to understand.
I will not forget.
I will not forget the liberal media who
abused freedom of the press
to kick our country when it was vulnerable and hurting.
I will not forget that CBS anchor Dan Rather preceded President
Bush's address to the nation with the snide remark, "No matter how you feel
about him, he is still our president."
I will not forget that ABC TV anchor Peter Jennings questioned
President Bush's motives for not returning immediately to Washington, DC and
commented, "We're all pretty skeptical and cynical about Washington."
And I will not forget that ABC's Mark Halperin warned if reporters
weren't informed of every little detail of this war, they aren't
"likely -- nor
should they be expected -- to show deference."
I will not isolate myself from my fellow Americans by pretending an
attack on the USS Cole in Yemen was not an attack on the United States of
America.
I will not forget the Clinton administration equipped Islamic
terrorists and their supporters with the world's most sophisticated
telecommunications equipment and encryption technology, thereby
compromising America's
ability to trace terrorist radio, cell phone,
land lines, faxes and modem communications.
I will not be appeased with pointless, quick retaliatory strikes like
those perfected by the previous administration.
I will not be comforted by "feel-good, do nothing" regulations like
the silly "Have your bags been under your control?" question at the
airport.
I will not be influenced by so called,"antiwar demonstrators" who
exploit the right of expression to chant anti-American obscenities.
I will not forget the moral victory handed the North Vietnamese by
American war protesters who reviled and spat upon the returning
soldiers, airmen, sailors and Marines.
I will not be softened by the wishful thinking of pacifists who chose
reassurance over reality.
I will embrace the wise words of Prime Minister Tony Blair who told
Labor Party conference, "They have no moral inhibition on the slaughter of
the innocent. If they could have murdered not 7,000 but 70,000, does anyone
doubt they would have done so and rejoiced in it?
There is no compromise possible with such people, no meeting of
minds,no point of understanding with such terror. Just a choice: defeat it
or be
defeated by it. And defeat it we must!"
I will force myself to:
-hear the weeping
-feel the helplessness
-imagine the terror
-sense the panic
-smell the burning flesh
- experience the loss
- remember the hatred.
I sat in a movie theater, watching
"Private Ryan" and asked
myself,"Where did they find the courage?"
Now I know.
We have no choice. Living without liberty is not living.
-- Ed Evans, MGySgt., USMC (Ret.)
Not as lean, Not as mean, But still a Marine.
Keep this going until every living American has read it and memorized
it so we don't make the same mistakes.
DO NOT FORGET"
The following pro-American editorial, written by Mr. Cornel Nistorescu, was
published in a Romanian newspaper under the title "Cīntarea
Americii" on September 24, 2001. It may well have been posted
here in the past but the anti-american tone dominating so much of the media of
late prompts me to post it once again. The message here is true and is was well
worth another look for, despite what a vocal few would lead you to believe,
America truly is the 'Land of the Free & the Home of the Brave.
The Romanian newspaper
Evenimentul zilei ("The
Daily Event" or "News of the Day") ran this stirring editorial.
Why are Americans so united? They don't resemble one another even if you
paint them! They speak all the languages of the world and form an astonishing
mixture of civilizations. Some of them are nearly extinct, others are
incompatible with one another, and in matters of religious beliefs, not even God
can count how many they are. Still, the American tragedy turned three hundred
million people into a hand put on the heart. Nobody rushed to accuse the White
House, the army, the secret services that they are only a bunch of losers.
Nobody rushed to empty their bank accounts. Nobody rushed on the streets nearby
to gape about. The Americans volunteered to donate blood and to give a helping
hand. After the first moments of panic, they raised the flag on the smoking
ruins, putting on T-shirts, caps and ties in the colours of the national flag.
They placed flags on buildings and cars as if in every place and on every car a
minister or the president was passing. On every occasion they started singing
their traditional song: "God Bless America!".
Silent as a rock, I watched the charity concert broadcast on Saturday
once, twice, three times, on different tv channels. There were Clint Eastwood,
Willie Nelson, Robert de Niro, Julia Roberts, Cassius Clay, Jack Nicholson,
Bruce Springsteen, Silvester Stalone, James Wood, and many others whom no film
or producers could ever bring together. The American's solidarity spirit turned
them into a choir. Actually, choir is not the word. What you could hear was the
heavy artillery of the American soul. What neither George W. Bush, nor Bill
Clinton, nor Colin Powell could say without facing the risk of stumbling over
words and sounds, was being heard in a great and unmistakable way in this
charity concert. I don't know how it happened that all this obsessive singing of
America didn't sound croaky, nationalist, or ostentatious! It made you green
with envy because you weren't able to sing for your country without running the
risk of being considered chauvinist, ridiculous, or suspected of who-knows-what
mean interests. I watched the live broadcast and the rerun of its rerun for
hours listening to the story of the guy who went down one hundred floors with a
woman in a wheelchair without knowing who she was, or of the Californian hockey
player, who fought with the terrorists and prevented the plane from hitting a
target that would have killed other hundreds of thousands of people. How on
earth were they able to bow before a fellow human? Imperceptibly, with every
word and musical note, the memory of some turned into a modern myth of tragic
heroes. And with every phone call, millions and millions of dollars were put in
a collection aimed at rewarding not a man or a family, but a spirit which
nothing can buy.
What on earth can unite the Americans in such a way? Their land? Their
galloping history? Their economic power? Money? I tried for hours to find an
answer, humming songs and murmuring phrases which risk of sounding like
commonplaces. I thought things over, but I reached only one conclusion.
Only freedom can work such miracles!
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