The OKC Bombing, Ten Years Later

There are murdering bastards of every color and creed:

There are terrorists in Oklahoma. They murdered 168 good people ten years ago today. And they disrupted the innocence of a fine old town that had nothing to do with the twisted politics of the terrorists. Oklahoma City and those people’s lives were nothing but stage dressing in their ugly little fantasy ideology. OKC wasn’t even my hometown, nor a favorite city–just a place I had lived near and come to recognize as an outpost of decency and civilization, of faith and honesty and hard work. It was the sort of sprawling all-American flyover town my classmates out on the East Coast didn’t have much regard for, but for which I was desperately homesick. The condescension was palpable, and it culminated in a question by Connie Chung that (along with some other gaffes) cost the anchor her job:

“Can you people in Oklahoma handle something this big and disastrous?�

Well we did, Connie. We handled it. Thanks for your concern.

I wish I was alone here. I wish this was just an Oklahoma thing and nobody else really understood the insult and the grief this kind of attack leaves on your psyche. But I’m afraid you all do understand now, after another fine clear morning in 2001, when we were all New Yorkers. That old scar for us Okies was torn anew, and it’s still raw and aching.

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posted by Ace at 11:34 AM

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