Yesterday, while checking news about the Boston Marathon, I was shocked to read that two bombs exploded at the finish line. Not since September 11th, 2001, have I been so shocked reading news on the internet. The only thing that comes even remotely close is when I found out that Sarah Palin’s daughter was an unwed mother.
As of this writing, there has been no news about who did the bombing. If I had any money to bet, I would put it all on an Arab. These are the same people who cowardly--unless you ask Bill Maher--perpetrated the World Trade Center airplane attacks. These are the same people who made Psy an internet phenomenon. These are the same people who worship some dude name Mohammed.
Let me briefly take you back to a simpler time:
July 27, 1996 (Pre-9/11)
A bomb exploded in Centennial Olympic Park in Atlanta, Georgia. The heroic Richard Jewell had found the bomb and alerted authorities. Instead of a celebrating him, we turned him into a scapegoat, not through wizardry, but through public opinion.
Pre-9/11: our scapegoats were good, hard-working white men. Shockingly, the perpetrators of these bombings (Eric Robert Rudolph in this case) were also white men.
Post-9/11: our scapegoats are brown-skinned foreigners, just like the should be.
If you ask me, we are living in simpler times. Gone are the days where we have to point the fingers at one of our own. We can immediately yell racial slurs (like towelhead or raghead) whenever we hear a news story about mass violence. Every school shooting, every bombing, you can hear me scream about these Arabs from two blocks over.
I hope we catch this Arab. I hope we attack the nation he is from. I hope North Korea doesn’t drop a nuclear bomb on us before we can finish this.