Only eight years
I was driving my son to school this morning and, against my better judgment, turned on the Paul and Young Ron show on local classic rock station BIG105. He and his mother listen to it when she takes him to school. My son, being an adolescent with an adolescent mind, thinks the shtick they do is funny. I do not.
Today, there were two things that pissed me off. One, they had on that moron on television who eats anything and recently went to Cuba. Not one question was asked about his trip to Cuba, nor did he volunteer any information about it. I'll refrain from opining since his idiocy has been covered here already. The other was an off-hand comment made by the female member of the cast that left me more than a little pissed off. One of the guys said that they were going to a party this coming September 11 and then, offhandedly, asked if they should party on that date. The young lady retorted, "well, it's been eight years!"
What is the mind-set of a person who says that, and of the two others, who allow statements like that to pass without comment?
September 11 is a day none of us can ever forget. 2,996 Americans lost their lives that day. Is eight years enough for the families of those who died in New York City, or at the Pentagon, or in Shanksville, Pennsylvania to forget? Should I forget the images of the people jumping to their deaths? Of the towers crumbling into dust into lower Manhattan? Should I forget the hole in Pentagon? Should I forget the heroes of Flight 93? After all, it's been eight years. Let's move on, right?
Don't think so. The station management, the hosts, and especially that brain-addled young lady who made the remark, owe an apology to the dead.
And to the living who will never forget.