IIRC, we (here in Chicago) went on alert for our disaster plans at work (hospital). I had just been hired (orientation started 9/12) so I didn’t have to go in. Putting any number of health care personnel on standby across the city–but having to go in on a moment’s notice–is not “fun”.
I can see (somewhat) what you’re saying: we WERE rudderless; Bush was reading a book about a goat then flying around, God knows where; Cheyney hit the bunker (I’ll bet he retires there) and wasn’t seen. It was somewhat comic-looking back from the safety of it being a single choreographed event.
We had no way of knowing that, then. I remember going for a run in the neighborhood–it was eerie. My little suburb looked like something out of the Twilight Zone. You only had to see someone on the street to speak to them-no one was rude or uncaring. I overheard two guys say something about a plane and the Pentagon–and went home to see that footage.
And the footage of the people jumping–god, that stays with a person. The cell phone calls home from the plane that hit in PA. 
I put out a candle on my porch, just like all my neighbors did. There was a solidarity there that was not “fun”, but felt good in an odd way (see Whynot’s post). Too bad it came from such a source.
The hate attacks on innocent Hindus and Sikhs and Muslims that followed-some of the doctors I work with, lovely, caring people; spit on and reviled for their skin and their religion. Yeah-that was “fun”. It was a horrible time.
Some say that America lost its innocence with Watergate. I think it lost an aspect of it. I think it was truly lost in events like Pearl Harbor and 9/11 (remember when no one knew what to call it? There were even debates about how appropriate just numbers may or may not be), if we could even be said to be innocent at all.
The world’s stage is not all that large these days and there are many players. America suffers from a love/hate relationship with most of the rest of the world. We ARE too insulated, too arrogant, and too powerful for our own longterm good. But along with that, we are too giving, too naive and too headstrong, too. For this, some mock and make fun of tragedies that we suffer. We are no more to “blame” for the IRA and the ETA than Muslims are for 9/11. Yes, money was funneled–if not from here, it would have come from somewhere else because such groups always find a way to get funding. But we can’t help being insulated in some ways–in Europe, 4 hours can take you to several countries and cultures. Here, I’m still in Illinois in 4 hours.
I for one am fed to the back teeth for taking “blame” for my government’s decisions–I have yet to meet a native of another country who is taken to task as Americans are for the decisions that are beyond our control. I don’t hold Brits responsible for Brown’s decisions (or Thatcher’s or Blair’s or Major’s). I don’t bug Mexicans about their crazy President. The Filipinas I know are not reprimanded for the lax treatment radical groups seem to get in that country.
What I am having trouble reconciling is the disconnect between decisions/actions and responsibility. It seems to me (and this may be perception only) that there is a vindictiveness, a malice present in the “told you so’s; and watch the Americans fall apart” from the parts of the world. (not just** Nava**).
This has been meandering and wordy, but I just wanted to say that I would rather have heard an expression of righteous anger from a European regarding this (“you are not immune!”), than to hear that the post 9/11 activities were “fun” to watch. To say that points to a callousness that is frightening to behold. I was not personally effected by 9/11, but I know many who were. My sister lost most of her NY office-Swiss, Brits and Americans.
I’d like to be more concise but work calls.