This is such a delusional takeaway. What I remember is the general public being swept into such a jingoistic fervor that you had to put an American flag on your house and your car so you weren't harassed or worse. It was open season on Muslims—and then by extension any other marginalized group.
But that feeling of a shared bond among all Americans in the early weeks after the attack is something I’m so glad I got to experience. Because it’s the thing that I think we’re missing the most today.