Privilege, not religion, helped al-Qaeda’s leader understand our weaknesses.
As the 20th anniversary of September 11th, 2001 neared, I couldn’t help looking back and remembering the world’s outpouring of sympathy in the months following the attack. This led me to write Romeo Whiskey Tango.
Now, it’s late October 2021.
Two decades ago, citizens from pretty much every country on Earth were throwing their support behind the USA as our troops began combat operations in Afghanistan. People were still shedding tears for our country, pulling for us.
Weird memory. Seems strange now.
Considering everything that happened since, there’s no other way to put it: the USA’s wealthiest citizens exploited every last bit of that post-9/11 genuine goodwill.
The thing is, the richest folks only got trashier in the time since that awful day.
Osama bin Laden knew exactly what made the USA’s wealthiest individuals tick. His uber-privileged childhood provided him with all of the insight about our country’s weaknesses that he needed to devise and carry out a terrorist plot.
Islamophobes have always blamed bin Laden’s religion because these narrow-minded shitwits swallowed the old wive’s tale about Trickle-Down Economics and the superpowers of rich white men.
Somehow, I think bin Laden knew they would.
Check out this recent article‘s headline, Even in a challenging period, publicly traded defense stocks thrive.
Thank the blonde, blue-eyed, Joel-Osteen-esque Jesus.
Defense stocks are thriving.
Riffing off of earlier posts:
• Bros: America’s new Jews.
• On this September 11th, I’m feelin’ the freedom.
• Showers of gold.
• Jonas Salk. What a pussy.
• America, the public bathroom.
• The Donald Trump Tax.
• Open letter to a selfie of my drunk-ass self, taken on August 11th, 2001.
I write fiction and have two dark comedies available, Fearkiller (Volume 1) and Notes from Trillionaire Island: Fearkiller (Volume 2), as well as Revolutionizer Alpha, the first book in a sci-fi series. I also wrote a story about God. It was weird, but then I decided to make the story and its sequel free. And all of the sudden, it didn’t seem as weird. Writing about God is much less weird when you write about God without charging money for it. Here’s my professional site, my trade.