Like maybe a copy of the US Constitution or the Bill of Rights or, God forbid, the Geneva Convention.
Somewhere in Iran, a child sleeps and dreams of parks and playgrounds and unicorns.
Somewhere on a destroyer off the coast, a 20 year old sailor turns on his monitor and lights up a cruise missile with his second cup of coffee next to his keyboard. All for the “birth pangs of a New Middle East”. The new version of “shock and awe” taht will engage “global terror” to keep this child from our shores.
Condi Rice rolls over and notices he’s gotten up and is in the shower and she is in bed alone with her thoughts; a scary place to be. So she joins him.
The soldier in Iraq, finding nothing again in this house, moves on next door; tired and stressed out he wonders if this is the door that will end his life.
And the girl in Iran is routinely awakened by her mother, as the missile leaves the ship, and she stretches and yawns and looks out the window on a glorious blue sky morning.
Abraham Lincoln in his First Inaugural Address on Monday, March 4, 1861
”This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it. Whenever they shall grow weary of the existing Government, they can exercise their constitutional right of amending it or their revolutionary right to dismember or overthrow it.”
Congress will not stop this. Their hands are tied by laws that the administration has broken since the election of 2000, or they are filled with stock options passed out by the many hedge-fund Generals on the ground.
When will it be that we remember what we are and who we came from? When will we take action to give meaning to the loss of every American Soldier who died to protect our freedom? When will we remember those words of our Presidents? Before this morning passes? Before the Dawn of the New Middle East? Only we have the power to stop this.