To the three servicemen who died in a midair collision on Wednesday in Washington DC. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for everything. Not just the tragedy itself. I’m sorry for all the crap that came after. Al... View MoreTo the three servicemen who died in a midair collision on Wednesday in Washington DC. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for everything. Not just the tragedy itself. I’m sorry for all the crap that came after. All the fussing and fighting. The postulating. For all the disrespect to your memory.
I’m sorry for the suits on TV, pointing fingers and placing blame. I’m sorry for the uneducated keyboard warriors, sitting behind laptops, violating your memory by offering excremental opinions on what you “should have done,” or “why this happened.”
In fact, I’m sorry for the millions of people online who participated in disgusting trajectory. Who leave comments on social-media posts about this catastrophe, about your alleged roles in it, and who offer up their own political rants.
As if politics has anything to do with the precious life you lived.
These people are talking out of their rearmost orifices.
And so, to the Army pilot who remains unnamed. To the other pilot, Chief Warrant Officer 2, Andrew Eaves, from Brooksville, Mississippi. And to crew chief and Georgia native, Ryan O’Hara. We all owe you an apology.
Because we have all accidentally partaken in watching your memory get smeared by a bunch of buttheads with microphones and Twitter/X accounts.
Following the disaster, Officer Eaves’s wife wrote:
“We ask that you pray for our family and friends and for all the other families that are suffering today. We ask for peace while we grieve.”
Peace while she grieves. That’s what she wanted. That’s what we should have given her. But we Americans didn’t.
We Americans are taking to social media like droves of technological drunks, gorging ourselves on “insights” and “expert opinions.” And the noise we are creating fosters anything but peace.
So, to Sam Lilley, a pilot on American Airlines flight 5432. To the 64 souls aboard the civilian airliner. To the rescue workers, first responders, and emergency crews who have tirelessly plunged into the icy Potomac, who have recovered more than 40 bodies so far—as I write this.
To all involved. Both living and dead. Please forgive the idiocy of your countrymen. Please forgive the misguided hatred which is within your fellow Americans right now.
I’m sorry for our irreverence and insensitivity. May your collective memory be honored. May we cherish the beautiful life you lived.
And above all, may you forgive us. For we know not what we do.