Under A Beautiful September Sky

It’s been 14 years.

I still don’t have the words to articulate how I felt that morning, and in the following days. There was shock and numbness and rage and so much more.

I do remember, perversely, that the sky over New Windsor (NY) that morning through which AA 11 and UA 175 flew was the most beautiful, brilliant blue I’d ever seen.

And now our President—who grew up attending a Muslim school in Indonesia, the son of Muslim father and stepfather—is helping Iran get nuclear weapons, which they’ve made clear they will use to wipe out the state of Israel.

Obama is also pledging to bring 10,000 “Syrian” refugees  to the United States.

Western intelligence agencies are aware that the majority of these “refugees” are disproportionately military-aged males, with non-Syrian accents, and without documentation.

Most are well-fed, well-clothed, with cash and new smart devices… presumably to keep in contact with their leaders in ISIS. We can only describe this as a massive Trojan horse invasion, in which short-sighted, emotional western liberal “do something for the children!” silliness is being weaponized against us.

We’re going to have have another 9/11.

We’re likely going to have something that makes 9/11 look like a walk in the park, because our so-called “leaders” are doing all they can to ignore the lessons learned that day under a beautiful blue, and then horribly smoke-filled September sky.

Barack Obama has committed to bringing in 10,000 foreigners without adequate documentation, whom our intelligence agencies have flatly stated that they don’t have the resources or background information to adequately vet.

Barack Obama’s legacy is that he’s the man who arranged for Iran to develop nuclear weapons, and who U.S. assets to import an unknown number of foreign-trained terrorists.

I know where I was when the world stopped turning on September 11, 2001.

I wonder where I’ll be when it stops spinning again.