Writing 20

A
profound message to the terrorist
"We'll
go forward from this moment,"
by Leonard Pitts Jr., of the Miami
"It's my job to have something to say. They pay me to provide words that help make sense of that which troubles the American soul. But in this moment of airless shock when hot tears sting disbelieving eyes, the only thing I can find to say, the only words that seem to fit, must be addressed to the unknown author of this suffering.
"You monster. You beast. You unspeakable bastard.
"What
lesson did you hope to teach us by your coward's attack on our World Trade
Center, our Pentagon, us? What was it you hoped we would learn?
"Did you want us to respect your cause? You just damned your cause.
"Did
you want to make us fear? You just steeled our resolve.
"Did
you want to tear us apart? You just brought us
"Let
me tell you about my people. We are a vast and quarrelsome family, a family rent
by racial, social, political and class division, but a family nonetheless. We're
frivolous, yes, capable of expending tremendous emotional energy on pop cultural
minutiae -- a singer's revealing dress, a ball team's misfortune, a cartoon
mouse. We're wealthy, too, spoiled by the ready availability of trinkets and
material goods, and maybe because of that, we walk through life with a certain
sense of blithe entitlement. We are fundamentally decent, though -- peace-loving
and compassionate. We struggle to know the right thing and to do it. And we are,
the overwhelming majority of us, people of faith, believers in a just and loving
God.
"Some people -- you, perhaps -- think that any or all of this makes us weak. You're mistaken. We are not weak. Indeed, we are strong in ways that cannot be measured by arsenals.
"Yes,
we're in pain now. We are in mourning and we
"But there's a gulf of difference between making us bloody and making us fall. This is the lesson Japan was taught to its bitter sorrow the last time anyone hit us this hard, the last time anyone brought us such abrupt and monumental pain. When roused, we are righteous in our outrage, terrible in our force. When provoked by this level of barbarism, we will bear any suffering, pay any cost, go to any length, in the pursuit of justice.
"I
tell you this without fear of contradiction. I know my people, as you, I think,
do not. What I know reassures me. It also causes me to tremble with dread of the
future.
"In the days to come, there will be recrimination and accusation, fingers pointing to determine whose failure allowed this to happen and what can be done to prevent it from happening again. There will be heightened security, misguided talk of revoking basic freedoms. We'll go forward from this moment sobered, chastened, sad. But determined, too. Unimaginably determined.
"You
see, the steel in us is not always readily apparent. That aspect of our
character is seldom understood by people who don't know us well. On this
"As Americans we will weep, as Americans we will mourn, and as Americans, we will rise in defense of all that we cherish.
"So
I ask again: What was it you hoped to teach us? It occurs to me that maybe you
just wanted us to know the depths of your hatred. If that's the case, consider
the message received. And take this message in exchange: You don't know my
people. You don't know what we're capable of. You don't know what you just
started.
"But
you're about to learn."
This article appeared in the Miami Herald on September 12, 2001 by Leonard Pitts, Jr.