All truth passes through three stages. First it is ridiculed. Second it is violently opposed. Third it is accepted as being self-evident.-Arthur Schoepenhauer
By Craig McKee
Why is it that ignorance and unjustified pride seem to go so well together?
Over the past two days, I’ve been knocking a few ideas around with some fellow Facebook enthusiasts concerning the 11th anniversary of everyone’s favorite fake terrorist attack. From the brilliant quote above, I got the ridicule and the violent opposition, but that was it.
Thanks to the wonderful anonymity of this “social” media site, I had the chance to trade insults with people I have never even met! Talk about progress. When you know people, it’s harder to dislike them. But when you only know them from their moronic put-downs on Facebook, there’s nothing standing in the way of your feeling unmitigated contempt for them!
In fairness to the Facebook throngs, people are usually pretty consistent and fair when it comes to informing us about their pets or what they had for dinner or how swell a sunset is. But, when it comes to being open and showing respect for the views of others when it isn’t easy to do – not so much.
I was asked by a Montreal Gazette journalist what I’m smoking to reach the conclusion that 9/11 was an inside job. He departed quickly after that bit of wit. Another journalist of local alt-weekly fame was challenged to show one thing I’d written that was factually wrong after he had repeatedly ridiculed my statements. I’m still waiting. I mentioned Building 7 and he informed me that this had been debunked more than a decade ago. I hadn’t realized that.
The discussions in question actually weren’t provoked by comments I posted on my own wall. They were from comments I and others made in response to the suitably sombre tones of those offering a more traditional take on this anniversary.
First of all, I hate being told that I should focus on the victims on the anniversary of 9/11. That’s code for, “Can’t you stop your 9/11 truth shit for one day and be human?”
Last year I wrote about a friend telling me that maybe I should “spend the weekend thinking about the 3,000 victims.” This year, another friend was more subtle as he wished me a good day and said he was going to spend the day thinking about the victims. Hint, hint. Much more polite but the same message: going on about the whole “inside job” thing is disrespectful to the victims who we should all be thinking on this day.
I responded that I think of the victims EVERY day; that’s why I’ve devoted myself to this cause. I think it’s disrespectful to them and their families not to demand the truth about what really happened on 9/11.
Other really nasty discussions led to me and a friend being compared to Holocaust deniers. After all, “those people are just as sure of their beliefs as you are,” I was told.
It was also suggested that perhaps I don’t believe the Titanic really sank or that a tsunami really hit Japan. Another wondered whether it was my view that 9/11 never happened. Predictably, he had the 9/11 victims’ families all set to disagree with me despite the fact that I’d said nothing of the kind.
One friend posted a graphic of the twin towers draped with American flags. Below were the words, “United We Stand.” In other words we’re all united against the evil-doers from the sandy part of the world.
Horseshit. We’re not united because Muslims from the Middle East didn’t commit this atrocity. People much closer to home did. But our media keep ignoring the important questions and dutifully reporting what their corporate masters want them to. But I digress.
Once a year around this time, people who don’t usually lower themselves to interact with lunatic “conspiracy theorists” deign to throw a comment on Facebook to straighten out people like me. They do this without any facts at all. The truth is that in several dozen snarky exchanges with friends and friends of friends I wasn’t hit with even one fact. Not one shred of information that might illuminate their logic: circular, convoluted, or otherwise.
Instead, people posted messages like, “Never forget.” Forget what, they didn’t say. I know they meant it as a tribute to the victims, and, I don’t fault them for that. But it isn’t enough. This tragedy didn’t happen 11 years ago, it started 11 years ago. It’s not 3,000 who died, it’s a couple of million or more. And they’re still dying.
You want to know if I think about the victims? I’m working on a story that I’ll post soon about Ellen Mariani, a 9/11 widow who has been fighting for 11 years to bring the truth out about her husband’s death. She has been abused and betrayed repeatedly by a legal system that wants her to go away. She could have gone for a big settlement and lived comfortably, but she wants the truth more than she wants money. By the way, she is on Social Security and barely getting by.
I think about her.