Date: Fri, 14 Sep 2001 10:30:38 EDT From: HAWKL35@xxxxxxx To:
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As Native Indian I stand With The Rest
An open letter to a terrorist:
Well, you hit the World Trade Center, but you missed America. You hit the
Pentagon, but you missed America. You used helpless American bodies, to
take out other American bodies, but like a poor marksman, you STILL missed
America. Why? Because of something you guys will never understand. America
isn't about a building or two, not about financial centers, not about
military centers, America isn't about a place, America isn't even about a
bunch of bodies. America is about an IDEA. An idea, that you can go
someplace where you can earn as much as you can figure out how to, live for
the most part, like you envisioned living, and pursue Happiness. (No
guarantees that you'll reach it, but you can sure try!) Go ahead and whine
your terrorist whine, and chant your terrorist litany: "If you can not see
my point, then feel my pain." This concept is alien to Americans. We live
in a country where we don't have to see your point. But you're free to have
one. We don't have to listen to your speech. But you're free to say one.
Don't know where you got the strange idea that everyone has to agree with
you. We don't agree with each other in this country, almost as a matter of
pride. We're a collection of guys that don't agree, called States. We
united our individual states to protect ourselves from tyranny in the
world. Another idea, we made up on the spot. You CAN make it up as you go,
when it's your country. If you're free enough. Yeah, we're fat, sloppy,
easy-going goofs most of the time. That's an unfortunate image to project
to the world, but it comes of feeling free and easy about the world you
live in. It's unfortunate too, because people start to forget that when you
attack Americans, they tend to fight like a cornered badger. The first we
knew of the War of 1812, was when England burned Washington D.C. to the
ground. Didn't turn out like England thought it was going to, and it's not
going to turn out like you think, either. Sorry, but you're not the first
bully on our shores, just the most recent. No Marquis of Queensbury rules
for Americans, either. We were the FIRST and so far, only country in the
world to use nuclear weapons in anger. Horrific idea, nowadays? News for
you bucko, it was back then too, but we used it anyway. Only had two of
them in the whole world and we used 'em both. Grandpa Jones worked on the
Manhattan Project. Told me once, that right up until they threw the switch,
the physicists were still arguing over whether the Uranium alone would
fission, or whether it would start a fission chain reaction that would eat
everything. But they threw the switch anyway, because we had a War to win.
Does that tell you something about American Resolve? So who just declared
War on us? It would be nice to point to some real estate, like the good old
days. Unfortunately, we're probably at war with random camps, in far-flung
places. Who think they're safe. Just like the Barbary Pirates did. They
were wrong. So are you. Better start sleeping with one eye open. There's a
spirit that tends to take over people who come to this country, looking for
opportunity, looking for liberty, looking for freedom. Even if they misuse
it. The Marielistas that Castro emptied out of his prisons, were overjoyed
to find out how much freedom there was. First thing they did when they hit
our shores, was run out and buy guns. The ones that didn't end up dead,
ended up in prisons. It was a big problem then (especially in south
Florida). We solved that problem. As for you, you're only the newest
problem, not the first. You guys seem to be incapable of understanding that
we don't live in America, America lives in US! American Spirit is what it's
called. And killing a few thousand of us, or a few million of us, won't
change it. Most of the time, it's a pretty happy-go-lucky kind of Spirit.
Until we're crossed in a cowardly manner, then it becomes an entirely
different kind of Spirit. Wait until you see what we do with that Spirit,
this time. Sleep tight, if you can. We're coming
A Place Where We Strive to Make A Difference. The Seventh
Generation....Little Hawk
