Following yesterday’s horrendous developments in London just a short article today to offer sincere condolences to the families of the deceased and a wish for strength for the injured and affected in their recovery.
During an act of deliberate and wilful murder, terrorism in anyone’s eyes, the emergency services once again have shown admirable professionalism, and humanity, as too did Tory MP Tobias Ellwood, who tried in vain to save the life of the gravely wounded police officer.
At times like this politics goes on the back burner, out the window, as it should. We stand in solidarity with our friends and families in the rest of the UK, as we always will.
These atrocities needs to stop. Western governments really need to get a grip on the fundamental reasons why radicalism takes place, and address these. An eye for an eye is not the answer.
We’re angry, tired and worn from these repeated acts of terror. Unsophisticated despicable and deadly attacks by individuals are always going to be extremely difficult to prevent.
An observation this morning on my train journey at least gives me a small glimmer of hope for the future….
Three wee lassies on a commuter train. Three wee lassies wae their pals, laughing and joking, sharing the answers to the homework they all have to hand in today, or playing with their phones.
Three wee lassies dark-skinned, broken English, their heads covered, respecting their particular creed, in a city foreign to their birth, wearing a school uniform which includes a distinctive tartan skirt.
Three wee lassies growing up in a country far from their family’s origins, respectful of their past, their heritage. Their attire, their demeanour and their good humour demonstrating their respect for their present, in a country they clearly revel in, a place where, given opportunities, they will flourish.
On a morning of sadness after the horror of the latest terrorism atrocity to hit western society these three wee lassies inspire.