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The
Risks of Liberty
By
Devon Munro
It
was a beautiful day as I sat in my office in central Virginia and
listened to the news reports recycling the same bits of information,
listened to reporters grilling our government for the sensitive
details of our military plans so they could proudly present them
to the entire world. I turned towards the screen only when it showed
pictures of the rubble again. All day long, as the day before, no
survivors were recovered.
As I tried
to do my mundane legal work, rescue workers struggled to keep their
footing on the jagged wreckage of the World Trade Center. Military
personnel searched for the bodies of patriots in a gaping hole in
the Pentagon. Throughout the country, in thousands of other homes,
wives, husbands, sons and daughters broke into uncontrollable tears
again, as they had a thousand times in the last week. Each morning
as they awake now, the first thing they face is the incomprehensibly
painful, internal clash between the finality of death and the persistence
of love, a daily and incessant struggle.
On September
11th, I had turned on the television just after the second plane
collided with the second tower. Cringing at the reports of people
jumping from the windows to escape the burning pain of fire, I remembered
the fourth grade. How scary it was, as a child on my first visit
to the top of the World Trade Center, to look down on the miniature
city over 1000 feet below. Imagine falling. Now, imagine
falling. Everyone has found his or her own experience within
the most incredible crime ever perpetrated upon the United States,
and has shared in those of others.
Like most
Americans during these days of national resuscitation, I believe
all who work through the exhaustion and increasingly hopeless routine
of search and recovery at the attack sites are heroes, and I pray
for their continued dedication and safety. Yet, also like most Americans,
I would gladly tag in right now, and step into the ring at Ground
Zero, rolling up my sleeves and forcing in a breath of the acrid,
smoking air with an inexplicable hope that 6,000 people will be
searching for my hand as the next stone is removed. I am angry that
I cannot do more than give blood and money. I am angry that I cannot
possess the ubiquitous knowledge of God and deliver to the FBI a
list of all those responsible for the attacks scribbled neatly on
a piece of notebook paper. I am angry that I cannot turn back time
and make the whole event just another boring Tuesday.
Now, like
others who feel spiritually connected to this amazing country, I
begin to recover my own senses and reexamine my perspective.
Familiar
questions assume a much greater urgency now. They arise from the
instincts and observations I have after twenty-seven years of life
as an American. I find myself staring at the audacity of the terrorism,
and I want to grab every American citizen by the shoulders and shake
him into awareness of what was, what is, what should be. In frustration,
I ask myself: How can I give every single American child the vision
necessary to appreciate that he lives in the greatest country in
the history of the modern world, the only true pinnacle of democracy,
the most valuable political experiment, the superlative experience
of individual and societal freedom? How then can I make America
aware of the real responsibilities that accompany the privilege
of being an American citizen, and the necessity for a renewed attention
to preserving her liberty?
On September
11th, nineteen terrorists deliberately committed suicide to achieve
a dramatic act of violence with the obvious and singular goal of
undermining Americas privilege, its strength, its liberty.
Ironically, they calculated their diabolical plan with an energy
and dedication that most of us never even apply to achieving our
positive dreams. If Americans of my generation think about the motivations
of such men, they are confused. Most of us are increasingly unaware
of the world beyond our shores, let alone the history behind the
subjective belief of certain Islamic militants that terrorism is
a legitimate theme of political expression. We have no idea where
these people come from, how they live, breathe, and drink their
own propaganda the way that heroin addicts return to the needle
every day, increasing in intensity as their separation from reality
grows.
Despite this,
the great irony is that Osama bin Laden understands more about why
the United States is so special than most American citizens. He
and his minions recognize the emotional weak spots of America as
they simultaneously fear its incredible strengths, and this is the
true inspiration for the fears that motivate them. Islamic extremists
detest individuality and our faith in it, and they detest spiritual
freedom and all of the unpredictable variables that accompany it.
Unfortunately, we often fear those variables as well, as they carry
inevitable costs. Yet the variables of liberty are the source of
Americas greatness.
America
will find bin Laden and the others and exact justice. Foreign terrorism
will never topple Americas spirit as it has toppled a couple
of buildings, despite the fact that thousands of innocent families
will forever live with searing grief and loss. More threatening
is the possibility that we, as citizens of the United States of
America, will not open our eyes and stare past our grief and our
outrage at terrorism, that we will not look past the physical, bold
image of our commercial airliners flying people helplessly to the
finality of their deaths, and then reexamine this basic question:
What is so special, so unique, so powerful about America that it
would lead men to embrace suicide in order to murder thousands of
our citizens?
It is an answer
we have forgotten for the last four decades. Every day in this country,
we focus upon ways to shield ourselves from varied risks with ever-expanding
umbrellas of regulation, depriving ourselves of liberty rather than
empowering each individual citizen with a readied sword, with the
ability to attack or prevent the problems we face as individuals
rather than simply struggling to avoid pain as a school of fish.
We inject our money, trust, and effort not into individual achievement,
but into a regulatory machine that equates the passage of restrictive
laws with progress, with safety, and with guarantees of
security.
Some of
the most recent American reflex is irrational and pointless, yet
an accepted part of our culture now. Nineteen terrorists hijacked
our planes with plastic knives in an attempt to paralyze our nation.
We respond by handicapping our own peaceful citizens, the airline
industry, and our economy by funneling ourselves through metal detection
and interrogation designed to keep businessmen from carrying toenail
clippers onto our aircraft. Yet no one is so deluded as to claim
such small-minded measures will prevent future terrorism, and we
all understand that they do not every time we stare at the news
clips of September 11. Bin Laden and other terrorists simply watch
and grow smarter due to our medias demand for uninhibited
access to information. If they choose, they will easily create
opportunities for terror and plan a new route around the barriers
we erect to no one but ourselves. We have weakened our economy,
restricted our freedoms, and terrorism is only stronger for it.
This is
a familiar theme in America. We responded to the Columbine massacre,
another incredible tragedy, by assuming that our children are beyond
repair and that we must thus remove from them any means to
exercise their drifting and angry minds towards an inevitably violent
end. Cries from terrified mothers for unlimited and universal gun
control suddenly assumed legitimacy, as if any amount of laws removing
rights from the rest of us would keep two lost and psychotic teenagers
from effecting their bid for fame and significance in a life and
in a world that we have made futile and meaningless for them.
No one ever addressed the fact that free will directed those actions,
however warped, and something made them choose to shoot guns.
Few ever addressed what it is about America or about modern parenting
that allows our children to become so unstable. This is Americas
typical addiction to form over substance, the band-aid mentality
of fighting the symptoms rather than pursuing a cure. Meanwhile,
we continue to spread the disease through complacency.
We can certainly
avoid many of the risks of liberty by regulating ourselves into
having less. Yet such reflexes only compound the destruction terrorism
achieves, rippling more damage throughout our nation to every one
of us. Like the PLO and the IRA before him, bin Laden knows that
loss of life is not the most devastating damage to a nations
strength. The constraint of liberty, through fear, is the penultimate
goal, the worst handicap on society, and the strongest leverage
of terrorism. Those who believe that the solution to terrorism,
or any of our problems, is expanded government and reduced liberty,
only validate the terrorists and encourage them to strike again.
In an effort to secure our freedom, wiser men before us gave their
blood, sweat, and tears to erect a bold nation. By conceding even
small liberties, we destroy the foundation.
As we contemplate
threats from lunatics, we must remember this basic truth: Liberty
is not about safety, and it is not designed to be risk averse. The
United States did not become the most important and successful country
in the world by driving slowly down a paved road with guard rails,
by spending more time worrying about workplace ergonomics than working,
or by timidly going where many had gone before. America was once
a place that embraced calculated risks because we appreciated that
freedom was a privilege earned, not an entitlement guaranteed. The
enduring nature of freedom was not always the assumption that it
is now. Freedom was the ultimate goal. It demanded sacrifice and
yes, hard damned work for each of us. It was and is the most precious
heirloom we give our children, risks and all.
Reclamation
of Americas promise begins now. What we now face is truly
a war against individual liberty, that state of grace that generations
before us have struggled to achieve and preserve, and that we have
steadily abandoned for the last forty years. Liberty of mind, liberty
of hope, liberty of love and action. It is a war against
freedom, and that is where America must direct its comprehension.
We must also recognize that it is a war with two fronts.
On the first
front, we must eliminate terrorists. On the second front, we must
face our greatest enemy: ourselves. Nothing deters terrorists
or mediocrity more than a nation of strong individuals, but
if we continue to sacrifice our liberties in lieu of fear, we are
honestly at risk of achieving the terrorists goals by suffocating
ourselves.
It simply does
not have to be that way. For the first time in over fifty years,
America galvanizes into action behind a singular cause, willing
to give our own money, blood, even our lives in pursuit of American
ideals. That energy has enormous potential. To that America, I ask
this question: If we have the courage to secure retribution from
those who have attacked us, do we have the courage to fiercely defend
our liberties against our own weaknesses, to abandon our
sense of entitlement, to reclaim individual responsibility? An affirmative
answer requires more than the physical sacrifice of the lives of
our soldiers and our loved ones through war. It requires us to take
responsibility for the abstract challenges of liberty each day,
to embrace them with gratitude, and to work hard as better men have
done to face every threat head-on with clenched fists. That means
stepping in front of the cameras, facing the world and the terrorists
who gain so much gratification when we begin to abandon our own
liberties in fear, and declaring: We will not burden our nation
with further regulation in response to terrorism. We will not conform,
and we will not sacrifice the efficiency and strength of America
in a vain effort to avoid pain or delude ourselves with hollow notions
of superficial security. We will not request nor allow our government
to overreact to the risks of liberty by removing it.
Then, if
we are truly to regain national consciousness, we must look into
the mirror and say to ourselves: I am responsible for feeding
myself, until the day I die if necessary. I am responsible
for raising responsible children. I am responsible for my
upward mobility. I am responsible for my own happiness, my
own basic security and self-esteem, and for all of my actions or
lack thereof. Rather than finding excuses for failure, I
will find the motivation to succeed the next time. If I become legitimately
handicapped, America will help, but I will not handicap myself
any longer.
This is
my America. As I watch breadwinners fall a thousand feet; as I watch
underpaid firemen sift through millions of pounds of debris in a
hopeless search for dead friends; as I watch thousands of brave
young men and women eagerly accept the call to battle; I understand
why I must earn the privilege of being an American, and face the
risks of liberty with a sword in hand. My effort is their honor.
Devon Munro is an attorney and writer practicing in Charlottesville,
Virginia. He welcomes the comments of readers.
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