THE MAYHEM IN PARIS.
Murderous, quasi-religious
zealots.
I had started on a post about the eighties when the
headlines from Paris came through. Memories of Thatcher, race riots,
picket strikes and the transfer of the utility services to
privatisation, faded into insignificance when faced with the news
that murderous, quasi-religious, zealots had butchered and maimed
over two hundred innocent civilians in the French capital.
Clearly
the lunatics had broken out of the asylum again.
There is little I
can opine that has not been better expressed by informed minds in the
media. In i this week there was an excellent article by Yasmin
Alibhai-Brown expressing, with regret, her belief that we shall need
more state surveillance in Britain.*
There was also thoughtful input
on the mayhem in Paris from i regulars Ian Burrell, Stefano Hatfield,
Simon Kelner (below) and Matthew Norman.
Kelner's View (Thursday Nov. 19th),
headed Glorious night for football – just forget about the game,
was particularly pertinent. Whilst lauding the “great dignity and
wholeheartedness” with which English football fans showed their
empathy with the French people at Wembley last Tuesday (“ ...it is
at times like this that we see how powerful, emotionally connective,
and – yes – relevant sport can be”), Simon Kelner saw it as
just a one-off. It would not “turn us into more thoughtful,
compassionate people,” nor would it “encourage us to put national
interest aside for the greater good.” And it would not stop
“England supporters screaming abuse at French players should the
two nations meet in proper competition next year.” He concluded
that we must celebrate this welcome “outbreak of humanity” for
now and added: “I just wouldn't read too much into it.” Too
right, mate.
My apologies to Mr. Kelner and i for so cheekily quoting
his work in this amateur blog post and I promise him (the first
editor of The Independent, no less) that it won't happen again. He
did write what I was thinking better than I might have done,
though, and I wouldn't credit that to many scribblers.
Personal thoughts on the entire Middle Eastern conflagration are hard
to portray. My sympathy for the kith and kin of those irrationally
murdered in France and elsewhere by stupid born bastards calling
themselves ISIL - or whatever - is matched only by my concern for
the many innocent souls killed and injured in the (don't tell me it's not
indiscriminate) bombing of locations in Syria and Iraq.
What (I
constantly find myself asking), in the name of all the oil in the
ground, are we and the Americans and the French and any other nation
outside of the Middle East, still poking our noses in there for,
anyway? And is it worth hundreds of thousands of lives - maybe even
WW3 - to get it?
For chrissake, somebody, find a cheap alternative
fuel for motor vehicles. Let's get out of this nightmare.
*I think we
are already the most photographed populace in the world, even when
the powers-that-be no longer have the funds to keep all the cameras
running. But who knows? Yasmin A-B could be right.
Be back soon.
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