It's 9/11 again and I am angry and sad.

This isn't a political day. This isn't a day to take advantage of. This is a dark and mournful day when we should stop and remember what we have lost.

Seven years ago today, thousands of people died because of politics and religion. Some assholes decided that their god called for the deaths of people who did nothing more that day than go to work.

Seven years ago today, the world was of one heart. The one good thing that came out of the horror was the unity that the world felt for what may have been the first time. We wasted it. That is a loss that is nearly as sickening as the loss of life.

I look back at that day with a mixture of grief and sickness and rage. I wasn't in New York or Washington of Shanksville, but the images are jarring and bring tears to my eyes.

Seven years ago, I made the promise that I would never forget, and I never will.

Again, I promise.

I will never forget.