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Branco Cartoon – Remembering 9/11

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It sums it up so well.

Shot through the heart of America: a moving reminder of the effects of that day on the American people and a fitting tribute to all the victims and survivors of 9/11.

May God rest the souls of those murdered and give comfort to those who have survived those acts of evil committed in the name of Allah.

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I despise those two gaping, tranquil square holes in the ground in NYC. They nauseate me with their deceptive peace and calm and endless waterfall.

3,000 dead. They deserve a monument, not a glorified sepulcher. They deserve towering, awesome beauty and terrible vengeance.

Obama tried to hijack our collective misery and turn it into butterflies of Hope and service. Well, I’m not done with my grief, I’m not blind to the Truth, and I’m not bowing to anybody.

He wants it to be a day of service? I want a day when we serve it up COLD. And finally.

Very, very nice.

Beautiful, Branco.

Along the way, I heard that the measure of a person is not just how he is when times are good. It is also when they are challenging, difficult, and painful. I think the same can be said of a country. Some the very best of this country has been when it has been engaged in the most difficult of circumstances.

So, when I first viewed Branco’s drawing, I thought of a wounded America as happened September 11, 2001. And, then, I thought of the many wounds experienced, whether self-inflicted or that which has been inflicted by others, by the people of this country. I looked again at the hole in the heart and through it to that which the people had built.

It was then (and here, I claim no originality, since I’m no longer able to recall where I might have read certain statements) I realized that for those who wish to know what America is about they ought to look to the wounds she has experienced and how she has responded to them. Yes, bountiful blessings have made her great. Yet, look to and through her wounds to see how they have enabled her to develop and increase in compassion, to aid and comfort those in need, and what it means to be her friend, especially in the face of adversity.

The courageous words and deeds of those who suffered and died that day have joined with similar ones by others who likewise revealed their very best during a time of trial. “O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain . . .

This is very nice. LI is fortunate to have this cartoonist.