"The Triumph of the Will"

On September 11, 2001, America was attacked Pearl Harbor-style. Every single one of those dirty, murdering bastards died on that day, on what became just another shitty day in paradise formerly known as a "pre-9/11 world", if one were naive enough to believe there ever were such a thing as a "pre-Pearl Harbor, pre-9/11" peaceful world prior to these attacks, in the first place. President Franklin Delano Roosevelt called it "a day that shall live in infamy", after the Imperial Japanese surprise-attacked the first Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941, him telling an isolationist American Congress to get ready for WWII, Japanese Admiral Yamamoto's own words foretold their future, that he feared all they did was awaken "a sleeping giant" that was soon to be coming to a Pacific theatre near him. He wouldn't live to see the prescience of his words. Or, if not in the prologue but most definitely in the epilogue, how much death, desolation, and mayhem the words "Tora, Tora, Tora" brought to bear upon Japan's own head, with interest.