As we approach the end of perhaps the most shameful eight years in the history of our nation, I think about the most momentous day of those eight years. That day continues to loom large, not only in our past, but more importantly, to our future. Yet our nation has not by a long shot yet come to terms with the events of that day.
My family experienced that day more close up than most Americans. To us, it has always, from the very first day, been experienced with a great sense of unreality – as something akin to “1984” or “Through the Looking Glass”.
This is how we experienced that day, as best we can recall it:
Me and my son on Tuesday morning until about 11 a.m.I was sitting in a meeting in a co-worker’s office, in the FDA building where I work in Rockville, Maryland, about eight miles from the Washington DC border, when somebody popped into the office to tell us about the first plane hitting the north tower of the World Trade Center, at 8:45 a.m. Like most people, we didn’t think much about it at the time, except to wonder what could have gone wrong to cause such an accident.
A few minutes later I was back in my own office, talking with another co-worker, Lori, when someone popped in to tell us about the second plane hitting the south tower, at 9:03 a.m. With that news it became immediately obvious to us that two planes hitting the World Trade Center within a few minutes of each other was no coincidence. We were under attack.
Lori and I then began discussing our situation. While we were talking about it, my son Kevin, who was then working for Lockheed Martin in Crystal City, Virginia, as an IT specialist, sent me an e-mail telling me that he was hearing rumors that the Pentagon was going to be “bombed”. His office was located a few blocks from the Pentagon, and many of the men with whom he worked were former fighter pilots who had direct and frequent contact with Pentagon officials.
Lori and I then began discussing this startling revelation of rumors that the Pentagon was about to be “bombed”. But shortly into our conversation, one of us (or maybe both, I can’t remember) stopped and commented on how ridiculous that idea was. How could another country possibly penetrate the air space of the capital city of a nation that spent nearly a trillion dollars annually on defense? We both agreed that the idea was absurd in the extreme, and we decided not to worry about it.
Lori then left my office, and within seconds I received another e-mail from Kevin, saying that the Pentagon was just “bombed”. He sent me that e-mail within seconds of the event. Kevin had just heard a tremendous screech from the phone on which his supervisor had been talking with a General from the Pentagon. Kevin’s supervisor then turned to Kevin and said “Oh my god, the Pentagon’s just been bombed”. It was 9:43 a.m.
Within the next hour, Kevin requested that I give him a ride home (he was then living with me and my wife). The metro line that he relied upon to get home was closed because it went through the Pentagon, and nobody had any idea when it would reopen. Things were pretty crazy in that area. Kevin told me that when he momentarily walked outside his building he had to run back in because some crazy guy was shooting a gun at people, including him.
My trip to DCSo I took off in my car towards Kevin’s work place. As I traveled south towards DC on George Washington Parkway I could see that northwards traffic out of DC on the other side of the divide had become a parking lot, while southwards traffic was rapidly thinning out. When my car became the only one left on the road I thought that maybe I had missed an announcement or something, but I didn’t see any signs telling me to turn back, so I kept going.
I finally reached a blockade, shortly before the exit that would take me on a bridge over the Potomac River, to Virginia and Kevin’s building. I could see the smoke rising from the Pentagon across the river, and I thought I was probably about a mile from Kevin’s building at that point. I parked my car along the side of the road and started walking towards the entrance to the bridge (I didn’t own a cell phone at that time, so I had no way of contacting Kevin).
But right before the entrance to the bridge I encountered a policewoman, who told me I wasn’t allowed to enter, even on foot. I explained to her that I only wanted to pick up my son and take him home, but to no avail. She wouldn’t explain to me why I couldn’t cross, just something about “security”.
Finally I gave up and walked back to my car, after attempting to get directions from the policewoman on how to find another way to get to the other side of the river. But her directions were lousy, I got lost, and the traffic was awful. After wandering around in the traffic aimlessly for about an hour or two, I finally gave up and drove back home, which took me another three hours or so. Later that day the metro opened, and Kevin returned home by about eight in the evening.
My thoughts in the aftermath of the attackSometimes I have wondered why I never experienced the anger towards the Islamic fundamentalists or “Islamo-fascists” that so many other Americans experienced. I can only make an educated guess about that.
As I drove towards DC on September 11, I don’t recall experiencing any hatred towards the attackers. I just wanted to pick up my son and get him home. Nor did I believe myself to be in any danger. Probably I was too bewildered to make sense out of what was going on. Nothing seemed real to me.
On the evening of the 11th and 12th I got a chance to discuss it with Kevin. He had a larger perspective on the matter than I did, since he was a member of DU and I wasn’t. He explained to me why he believed that the Bush administration was complicit in the attacks. Then it started to make sense to me for the first time.
When I later read Will Pitt’s book, “
The Greatest Sedition is Silence – Four Years in America”, I became more convinced about Bush administration complicity in the attacks, even though the 9/11 attacks were only a peripheral focus of that book. When I read David Ray Griffin’s book, “
The 9/11 Commission Report – Omissions and Distortions”, I became almost totally convinced of Bush administration complicity. But the truth is that there was never a time in my life when I believed that Islamic fundamentalism posed a major threat to the survival or security of our country.
My daughter on 9/11My daughter Carrie lived in Brooklyn, New York at the time. On the morning of 9/11 she was getting ready for her first day of her new job, teaching acting to college students at Long Island University. When she saw the first plane hit the north tower on TV she decided she’d better leave for work a little earlier than planned, because of the likelihood of increased traffic.
So she got in her car and started driving towards Long Island. Shortly after entering a road that runs parallel to the East River, which separates Brooklyn from Manhattan, traffic came to a complete stop. She could see smoke rising from the north tower of the WTC on the other side of the river, about a mile away.
When the second plane hit the south tower at 9:03, all Carrie could see was a vast amount of fiery smoke obscuring the tower. When the south tower collapsed at 10:05, all Carrie noticed was a big change in the pattern of the smoke. When the north tower collapsed at 10:28, again, all she could see was a big change in the pattern of the smoke. But after each of these events, within seconds she heard on the radio what had happened, so she knew what was going on.
All Carrie wanted to do was turn around and go home, so that she didn’t have to keep on witnessing these events. But she couldn’t because of the traffic. She considered getting out of her car and walking home, but decided against that because, in the event that this really wasn’t the end of the world, she might get in trouble for doing that or lose her car. She tried to use her cell phone to call us and her friends, but she couldn’t because cell phones weren’t working that day in New York. Hoards of people were pouring across the Manhattan Bridge on foot, going from Manhattan to Brooklyn. Carrie was thinking that most of her friends and family would be dead by the end of the day, because of the many conflicting reports she was hearing on several different radio stations, and since most of her friends and family lived either in New York City or the Washington DC area. And she kept on asking herself, “Where are the fucking fighter planes?”
Finally some Hassidic Jews came on the scene, in what appeared to be an organized rescue mission. They gave help to those who needed it and they manipulated the traffic to get it flowing again. By about 11:00 a.m. Carrie was able to turn around and go back to her apartment in Brooklyn.
Carrie’s thoughts in the aftermath of the attacksWhile in her car and afterwards, Carrie listened a lot to radio station WBIA, “Peace and Justice Radio”, which had much the same thoughts as her: “Where are the fucking fighter planes?" WBIA was as bewildered about the whole thing as me and my family. To explain the success of the attacks, they postulated that someone must have knocked out our air defenses.
Over the next few days Carrie listened a lot to WBIA, as they asked and explored how our country could have ever let this happen. They asked how the so-called “terrorists” could have been identified so quickly after the attacks, and contrasted that quick identification to the near paralysis that our government exhibited during the attacks themselves. They asked how WTC Building 7 could have collapsed, even though it wasn’t hit. More important than that, they asked how Mayor Giuliani was able to
announce in advance that WTC 7 was going to collapse. Within a few days they were talking about how the military exercises that were scheduled on 9/11 might have contributed to the paralysis of our government on that day.
So, that is the route by which Carrie came to have the same opinion about the causes of 9/11 that Kevin and my wife and I have.
The meaning of the 9/11 attacks Two salient facts stand out today, just as they did ever since our country was attacked on September 11, 2001: 1) Our foreign policy is driven by those attacks more than by anything else, and 2) Yet, the cause of the attacks has never been adequately investigated.
From the beginning, our invasion of Afghanistan was predicated on the supposition that the ruling Taliban was harboring the man responsible for the 9/11 attacks. Yet, the Bush government
never produced proof of bin Laden’s involvement, the Taliban
agreed to extradite bin Laden to Pakistan – an American ally – to stand trial, and yet Bush adamantly
refused to negotiate with the Taliban on the issue. Bush wanted his war. End of story.
Now we have a new president who says that he will escalate the war in Afghanistan and, while promising to withdraw from Iraq, will maintain a residual force to ensure that terrorism doesn’t take hold there. But the details of that plan remain unclear, and it is not clear that retaining a “residual force” in Iraq will be considered to be the end of our occupation by the Iraqis. Robert Dreyfuss, in an article in
The Nation,
expresses this concern:
Equally troubling, Obama made it through the entire campaign refusing to say much about his plans for Iraq besides the withdrawal, including what a residual force might look like, i.e., how many troops might remain in Iraq after the withdrawal of combat brigades, and what their mission might be.
An
editorial in
The Nation points out the dangers of escalating the war in Afghanistan:
The United States and its NATO allies are losing the war in Afghanistan not because we have had too few military forces but because our military presence, along with the corruption of the Hamid Karzai government, has gradually turned the Afghan population against us, swelling the ranks of Taliban recruits. American airstrikes have repeatedly killed innocent civilians…. More troops may only engender more anti-American resistance… Second, securing Afghanistan is not necessary to US security and may actually undermine our goal of defeating Al Qaeda…. American safety thus depends not on eliminating faraway safe havens for Al Qaeda but on common-sense counterterrorist and national security measures – extensive intelligence cooperation…
Yet, despite the extraordinary degree to which our policies are driven by the so-called “War on Terror”, the events of September 11th continue to remain woefully under-investigated. I don’t want to debate in this thread who was responsible for the 9/11 attacks, since I don’t want it transferred to the September 11th forum. But whoever one believes was responsible for the attacks, there is no question that the 9/11 Commission was exceedingly deferential to the Bush administration during its investigation. Chairman Kean made it clear from the beginning that “…
our fundamental purpose will not be to point fingers.” By design, several opportunities to obtain more and better information were lost, as Philip Shenon explains in “
The Commission – The Uncensored History of the 9/11 Investigation”, by virtue of the fact that: “There would be no routine subpoenas, they decreed; subpoenas would be seen as too confrontational, perhaps choking off cooperation by the Bush administration.” And they refused to even consider the possibility of Bush administration complicity in the event, contemptuously referring to such ideas as “irrational conspiracy theories”.
The idea of committing our country to an endless war based on unproven assertions of the causes of a single event is absurd and dangerous in the extreme. The Obama administration should seriously rethink our “War on Terror” and arrange for a thorough investigation of the events of 9/11. Otherwise we risk continuing our spiral of death and destruction to the point of no return.