Over the past month I have come to realize that Hamas's attack on Israel has become Israel's 9/11.
It seems that after some reading I'm far from the first one to come to this conclusion, from the Israeli representative to the UN to every other American editorial.
I wanted to make this post as a reflection of how America and the Middle East have changed since 2001.
We should be looking back as a reminder that democracies do have a choice in how they respond to acts of terror. Looking back at the last two decades, can we really argue that the logic of the war on terror has made the world a better place or more democratic?
I wanted to kick things off with a post from Edward Snowden's blog: 9/12
It seems that after some reading I'm far from the first one to come to this conclusion, from the Israeli representative to the UN to every other American editorial.
Yes, This Is Israel’s 9/11
Both the U.S. and Israel were stunned to experience the ultraviolence they mete out to others.
theintercept.com
Israel Must Not React Stupidly
If this is Israel’s 9/11, it can learn from America’s mistakes.
www.theatlantic.com
I wanted to make this post as a reflection of how America and the Middle East have changed since 2001.
We should be looking back as a reminder that democracies do have a choice in how they respond to acts of terror. Looking back at the last two decades, can we really argue that the logic of the war on terror has made the world a better place or more democratic?
I wanted to kick things off with a post from Edward Snowden's blog: 9/12
September 12 was the first day of a new era, which America faced with a unified resolve, strengthened by a revived sense of patriotism and the goodwill and sympathy of the world. In retrospect, my country could have done so much with this opportunity. It could have treated terror not as the theological phenomenon it purported to be, but as the crime it was. It could have used this rare moment of solidarity to reinforce democratic values and cultivate resilience in the now-connected global public.
Instead, it went to war.
The greatest regret of my life is my reflexive, unquestioning support for that decision. I was outraged, yes, but that was only the beginning of a process in which my heart completely defeated my rational judgment. I accepted all the claims retailed by the media as facts, and I repeated them as if I were being paid for it. I wanted to be a liberator. I wanted to free the oppressed. I embraced the truth constructed for the good of the state, which in my passion I confused with the good of the country. It was as if whatever individual politics I’d developed had crashed—the anti-institutional hacker ethos instilled in me online, and the apolitical patriotism I’d inherited from my parents, both wiped from my system—and I’d been rebooted as a willing vehicle of vengeance. The sharpest part of the humiliation comes from acknowledging how easy this transformation was, and how readily I welcomed it.