9-11, 7 years later
I was posed the question today as to what has changed in my life since the tragic attack on the U.S.A on September 11th, 2001. The more I thought about it, the more I started to realize that the events on that infamous day, as a singular event, did not have a big affect on me personally. Don’t get me wrong, I was just as shocked that morning as the next person, and I’m certainly glad that we went into Afghanistan to break up the terrorist strong holds of Alkita and the Taliban. I just wish we’d spent more time finishing the job, instead of refocusing our efforts so strongly in Iraq. Don’t get me wrong there either, I’m glad Saddam is out of the picture, but I also think it should have been handled much differently. Even while Bush was trying to make his case, I was glad to see the extra pressure on Saddam, but never felt we had a strong enough case for a full on invasion; however, there’s really nothing we can do about that now, and I’m glad to hear my friends in the Military reporting that we are doing very well over there now, they did find mass quantities of chemical agents hidden in the ground at various locations, and even have the new Iraqi government working with us on an exit plan. Of course we’ll more then likely keep a functioning military base in that strategic location that will be especially good for protecting Israel from Iran.
But to get back on the main topic, let me reminisce. . .
That fateful morning, I was sleeping in bed, as I worked an afternoon-evening shift. I was a bachelor at the time and had a few roommates paying the mortgage on my condo for me. They came and woke me up with an incredible story about terrorists flying plans into buildings. What a terrible plot to get me out of bed I thought. What’s was going on in my condo!??
I must have sat on the couch in front of the TV for an hour; almost as if in a trance, not believing what I was seeing. I think I was in shock for the next few days, and never really felt all that angry about it, though I certainly observed a few people who were. I was probably this way because it was in a place thousands of miles away that I had never been to, and probably because I had known from my youth that great and terrible things had and would come to pass in these Latter-days:
“. . . you also shall hear of wars, and rumors of wars; see that ye be not troubled, for all I have told you must come to pass; but the end is not yet . . . ” – JST Mathew 24:23
There would actually be a number of other events to come shortly there after that would have a much greater affect on me. The first and biggest would be getting married the following year, and shortly there after the Enron scandal hit. I didn’t think much of it at the time as I was getting a promotion and a big raise at work, but the events to from the Enron fallout ended up having a much bigger affect on my job then anything else that went on these last seven years. It was all thanks to the Sarbanes-Oxley Act (SOX). As if dealing with HIPPA regulations wasn’t enough, we now had people scrabbling over, and over-reacting to, a law that really only requires you to document why you do things the way you do them.
One might say the affect 9-11 had on the economy affected Enron in a big way, but Enron was on it’s way out one way or another with all the crazy, underhanded, and manipulative accounting they were doing. It’s probably better they went under sooner, then waiting until latter when the fall could have been much greater; like the Fannie Mae issue we are seeing today.
What is for certain, the issues at work, along with many other things going on in my life at the time, contributed to my wife and I moving a couple thousand miles to Texas. That too had a very big affect on my life.
– Posted By Spaldam