I didn't post anything myself, and I changed my mind about explaining my rationale after reading Wordhoard's piece. I didn't post anything on Sunday, and I'm unlikely to ever again in the history of this blog, because, after four years, I think we can honor the dead without turning that day of horror into a perverse fetish. In fact, I think it's time that it's incumbent upon us, as US citizens, to do exactly that.
No one's feelings are in jeopardy if we don't memorialize 9/11 every year. On occasion, I still weep over the dead. I knew one of the most famous victims, Todd Beamer, through work. For others, I still feel the bonds of grief and outrage over the lives snuffed out because a handful of fanatics decided it was time to teach the United States a lesson. Unfortunately, the people who were the subject of this "lesson" were innocents--most Americans, but many not--who were just trying to get their work day started.
I also want to keep 9/11 in perspective. It wasn't the "day that changed everything." It was the day that a small group of clever terrorists got lucky. I don't want to hand them the power to transform my civilization, my nation, and myself. Taking political advantage of a mass murder is just wrong--whether you're last name is Atta or Rove.
For a while, Remember 9/11 was a way many people got through a national tragedy through collective determination. It was a poorly-phrased slogan, however. Like Support Our Troops, Remember 9/11 is stated as an imperative, not as a declarative sentence. I already support our troops, and I definitely remember 9/11. I don't need to be reminded--and, I assume, neither do you. As a nation, it's more important what we do in 2005 and beyond, not what we say.