May 2 2011
Washington Post Writer 'Cringes' at Sight of 'Vulgar' Americans Celebrating Osama Bin Laden's Assassination
But I’d bet Petula Dvorak didn’t ‘cringe’ at the Muslims in America who were dancing in the streets on 9/11.
NEWSBUSTERS – For the Washington Post’s Petula Dvorak the sight of American college kids celebrating the death of Osama Bin Laden outside of the White House gates, on Sunday night, was “almost vulgar.” In a May 2 story Dvorak described the scenes of joy as “one part Mardi Gras and two parts Bon Jovi concert” but then went on to say “It felt a little crazy, a bit much. Almost vulgar” and went on to admit “my first reaction was a cringe.”
Dvorak, then doubled-down on her hand-wringing, saying the U.S. students reminded her of “those al Qaeda-guys dancing on Sept. 11th,” before pondering: “Are we simply creating star-spangled recruitment tapes for a new generation of terrorists killing in the name of their new martyr?”
Petula even proudly tweeted her article saying the “Giddiness over bloody military op might leave some queasy.”
The following excerpts from the article headlined: “Complications After A Night of Jubliation” were published in the May 2 online edition of the Washington Post:
A generation of young Americans slammed the door Monday on the great, big boogeyman of their childhoods with an epic woot-woot and rounds and rounds of “U.S.A.!”
At the news of Osama bin Laden’s death, thousands of people – most of them college-aged and in requisite flip-floppy collegiate gear — whipped up a raucous celebration right outside the White House gates that was one part Mardi Gras and two parts Bon Jovi concert.
There were cigars, a few beers, a lacrosse stick turned flagpole waved by a kid who just climbed a statue, joining others aloft in trees and atop lamp posts. Well past midnight, cars zipped up and down the streets of downtown Washington with women standing up through sunroofs waving ginormous American flags and guys blowing vuvuzelas, spring break style.
It felt a little crazy, a bit much. Almost vulgar.
When I saw that folks were celebrating in the streets at the news of bin Laden’s death, my first reaction was a cringe. Remember how we all felt watching videos of those al-Qaeda guys dancing on Sept. 11?
Are we simply creating star-spangled recruitment tapes for a new generation of terrorists killing in the name of their new martyr?
“When 9/11 happened, I was in fourth grade. It changed everything,” said Farshneshani, a 19-year-old freshman at the University of Maryland. “The way people treated me, my family, the mean things everyone began saying to us.”
A Muslim who grew up in Olney, Farshneshani watched his religion get hijacked by the man he often blamed it all on: bin Laden. (Ah yes, the old hijacking excuse)
After bin Laden’s attacks, there was a seismic shift. The kids still willing to come on playdates were suddenly accompanied by their parents. At his birthday party, he watched parents sneak around the house, poking their heads into different rooms, looking, presumably, for those suspicious signs of terrorist activity the government — via highway signs and billboards — repeatedly asked us all to report.
He’s part of a color-coded terror alert generation, the kids who open their backpacks at museums and libraries and take off their shoes at airports without being asked because that’s what you do, right?
Their daily news has been body counts and deployments. Their Halloween candy goes to soldiers, their fundraisers are for injured veterans. They are the ones who saw, way earlier than any child should, their parents cry and freak and crumble on that day in September 2001.