Living in a Post-9/11 America

My son was almost eight years old on September 11, 2001. In the days and months after that terrible day, it became more and more apparent to many of us that we were heading down a long and dark road. During the run-up to the war in Iraq in 2003, I had a conversation with a friend of mine. Our sons were the same age. We talked about how worried we were that our boys would end up being called on to fight the war. It seemed very likely to us that the war could end up dragging on for ten years or more and that our boys would be fighting age long before the end.

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This Is Our New Normal

Another day in America.

Today 18 people were killed by a gunman at a school in Florida. By tomorrow we’ll be talking about something else.

Do you even remember that 16 people were shot and two people were killed by a gunman at a school in Kentucky only three weeks ago?

Day after day. Week after week. Year after year.

This is our new normal.