Vae Obscurum is seldom used for political statements. This is a forum to talk about writing: the fiction of Single Candle Press, the processes and inspirations that bring my work about, and results calling for celebration when they occur.
Today, however, is not ordinary … nor has it been since this day in 2001. Something changed then, as history began the march from that morning to wherever it is we will find ourselves tomorrow. It was the sudden appearance of a reminder that we live in a world of actualities, tempered or strained by the character of those who populate the place.
One year ago, just such a contrast was drawn between those whose sense of duty demanded that they go to the aid of fellow citizens and their civilian leadership here at home who had drawn orders that no patriot do any such thing. The result was the Benghazi firefight. Heroes, having accomplished a mission of rescuing their wards, fought against vastly superior forces for seven hours. Some of our best inflicted mass casualties on a determined enemy, and they did so while awaiting air support and reinforcement denied them by executive fiat.
The defining moment of this tragedy was the time spent by the President and Secretary of State—then, Hillary Clinton—as the fight continued from that rooftop. Rather than attending to the needs of men in the field defending our sovereign real estate, those two instead formulated the campaign of lies attributing the incident to a spontaneous protest rather than a planned terrorist operation. So it was that lesser souls wrote into history the treason of Benghazi with pens dipped in the blood of better men.
Today is Patriot Day, designated as such to commemorate the events of twelve years ago. This year, we also remember the losses of 2012, and demand justice for those that were wronged then as well. Most of all, we should use this day to exhibit the true character of America.
The American Spirit is not the one projected by the current leadership, as the occupants of the Executive Branch and their diplomatic appointees fail to embrace the same ideals as the visionaries who defined the roles and bounds established in our Constitution. One can still find the true faith behind the walls of homes flying the Flag, in the guiding hand of a parent helping a child to place his or her hand properly over the heart, or in the salute of the Colors by those who wear one of the nation’s many uniforms with pride: American pride. Perhaps the best definition of that spirit was provided by English writer D.H. Lawrence, who observed “The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.”
America is indeed that, and our enemies learn whenever they come. We will not be defined by the public face of embarrassment that must be endured until the Ship of State again recovers from its current list to port side. Today serves a warning alongside the remembrances of the morning of September Eleventh.
To whom it may concern: this remains a world of actualities. To dismiss America’s resiliency, while distracted by the spectacle of folly presented via those who fail to embrace the essential strengths of this nation, has proven fatal to more than one variety of enemy in the past. Stand on the ashes of their bones, and consider the lesson offered there.
Choose to Love, -DA