What a difference a week makes!


I week ago at this time I was typing about what a brilliant night I had been a part of, belly laughing about trivial things that people find amusing.

Tonight I am deeply saddend by events in what is arguably the most beautiful city in the world. It has been the latest victim of the latest atrocity in the name of some cause which in the eyes of its supporters is justifiable on whatever grounds they see fit.

All I see is hundreds of families shattered by the fact there loved ones have been dispatched without rhyme or reason. Over one hundred killed and god only knows how many injured in the name of what?

Some bigoted self belief that these people are guilty of some crime that they are totally unaware of. Innocent people, loved ones, someones family who will never to come home.

This is the unforgivable madness of these events, people left behind who will never be able to tell loved ones what they mean to them, hold them for one last time or even just look at them thinking what they mean to you.

All this gone in a blink of an eye, and of what. A moment in the headlines, fifteen minutes of fame and the promise of an afterlife that promises more than life here on earth.

My prayers go out to everyone who in the next few hours will have a knock on the door that will ruin there lives forever. I hope that I will never have to experience the heartbreaking moment when you receive news that you will never recover from.

Please remember that someones son, daughter, wife or husband has been taken from someones life tonight and there lives will never be the same again.

If these people who carried out this atrocity believe in a god or entity that can justify this abominable behaviour I think its time for them to follow a new god.

Tonight I go to bed with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart.

What a difference a week makes.

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