Thinking about September 11, 2001, and how the worst part of it was the afterwards, when the entire nation had to figure out how to cope with the devastation. It was sudden, it was scary, and it gave the people something new to fear.
It could happen again.
What the country needed most at that moment was not government aid; it was not a war, and it was not revenge. What they needed was reassurance - to know that they would be able to get past this destruction, no matter how crushing it seemed.
And guess what?
The leader of the country stepped up to the challenge and gave it just that.
It didn't matter who wrote the speeches, or how much they cared. He was there to deliver it, and to deliver it so convincingly that it not only gave the nation the support and strength to pick itself up...
It gave it hope.
"Terrorist attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings, but they cannot touch the foundation of America. These acts shatter steel, but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve. These acts... have failed. Our country is strong."
I watched House earlier, and the brilliant Dr. Gregory House, MD said to his daytime-soap-star patient
"hope is for sissies".
Maybe.
But if it gets us to the end, then I think I could live with being a sissy.
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Hope is for sissies, eh? Hmm..
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