What is the appropriate amount of time to remember those who died for our freedom? We can pause for a moment, pen behind the ear, and count to 12, 24, 48, 108. One second, two seconds, four seconds, nine seconds: what is the cost for the memory of a human life?
From the safety of my computer–away from those standing, away from those who have passed on–there is little merit to my words, but words are all I have. This is the truth: if our words our taken, our very souls are lost. Writers will criticize, but we will also accept criticism–most of us will accept it gladly, because we want to improve. Why wouldst thou desireth to remain within thine past? I can only speculate the vast amount of insecurity and violence that al-Qaeda must exhort in order to enable anyone to be so moved by someone’s words concerning their beliefs as to murder them. It is truly devastating. I pray that the families are able to find solace in this time.
Many around the world will say this same thing: the pen will not stay behind our ear for long as we consider our fallen friends. Writing exemplifies our freedom and giving into a terror such as this would mean accepting defeat. We will never stop writing. We will never stop our satires: the magazines like Charlie Hebdo will continue, movies like The Interview will still be released. A little honesty, a little satire, a little poetry, and a few vocabulary words and grammar points are what we are made of–not fear.