At what point does a country that experiences grief this specific and this deep begin to understand that it is not the only country capable of experiencing it?
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They cried over their 3,000 dead on September 11th.
The grief was real.
The names were read. The memorials were built. The moment became the founding wound of a generation.
And in response to that grief, they bombed Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya, Syria, Somalia, Yemen, Pakistan.
Killing, in the wars that followed, somewhere between one and two million people by the most conservative estimates.
Nobody read those names on television.
Nobody built those memorials.
Nobody declared those anniversaries national days of reflection.
This is not a comparison designed to diminish American grief.
Grief is grief. The 3,000 were real people with real families and their deaths were a genuine atrocity.
It is a comparison designed to ask a simple question:
At what point does a country that experiences grief this specific and this deep begin to understand that it is not the only country capable of experiencing it?
At what point does the felt reality of your own loss become a bridge to the unfelt reality of the losses you produce?
That bridge is available.
It has always been available.
It requires only the willingness to cross it.
So far, the willingness has not been sufficient.
The machine is still running.

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