On the morning of September 11th, 2001, I sat at my computer, updating my website with MSNBC on when the announcement was made that one of the towers of The World Trade Center had been hit by an airliner. I thought to myself, "Oh my God", as I went to the television. Watching the smoke billowing from the tower, I noticed that the skies were clear and I wondered how this could have happened... there was no fog or inclement weather to hamper the view of the pilots. Shortly thereafter, I witnessed an event that I will remember until the day I die... a second airliner flying directly into the second tower of The World Trade Center. There is was, both towers ablaze with thousands of innocent people about to die
For our country, September 11th will always be a date of great sorrow. For years to come, the heart-breaking anniversary of great loss that we share with 91 other nations will remind us of how the actions of a few cowards changed the world. Their hope was to destroy the way we live our lives and strip us of the freedom we hold so dear.  Bu,t the memories of those we lost will burn with unending brightness and ignite the  flame of freedom that lights the world.
To Osama Bin Laden...
On September 11th, 2001 you sent us a message, but were afraid to deliver it yourself... being the coward that you are, that message was sent by those 19 losers that cared so little for human life, that they sacrificed their own to deliver your message. Well, we got that message and are not afraid to respond...

       You fucking asshole !!!. 

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? Whatever it was, please know that you failed. 

Did you want us to respect your cause? You just damned your cause.  

Did you want to make us fear? You just made us stronger. 

Did you want to tear us apart? You just brought us together.

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 minutia. 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. 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 day, the families’ bickering is put on hold. 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.