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The day after. Still sober.
Jul. 8th, 2005 10:48 amMade it through the day without a drink. Not that I don't still want one, but the urge is considerably more manageable now.
I stepped aside last night for Rey and Wendy, because a friend of theirs has a son who is vacationing in London. Rey didn't find out until evening, but they spent the rest of the evening in a methodical and fairly effective search to contact him. No news yet, but they've made a British contact who has access to more hotlines than we can from the States, and were as successful as could really be hoped for. They have confirmed he is't dead. He may be injured, but probably not critical.
I'm proud of them all.
My thanks to Mac's player, who is spreading insight into this mess on the web. To quote, just to try and spread his words:
"I wish I could say I don't understand the mentality of the terrorist, that I could call them insane or psychopathic...
But the truth is I can't, because I do understand them and they are not insane.
They are ordinary people, men, women, I don't know. They have lives not unlike ours. They love, they laugh, they cry. What drives them seems to be an anger born of desperation and frustration, the sheer cornered-rat symdrome of a small group of people faced with what they feel is a world being overrun by a way of life that by their standards is fundimentally evil. A way of life that as far as they are concerned is slowly corroding their own. A way of life we call our own.. and they fear because they don't understand it.
To be honest, I know how they feel, because it's not so very different from how many of us feel when we watch the effects of the slow destruction of our way of life by this spiral of violence and fanaticism on both sides.
And to be honest, it's not that different at times from LJ. The trolls, the flamewars etc.. they are all part of the spectrum of this 'evil' for a lack of a better word. An evil which is nothing more than basic human nature, the darker side of it anyway, common to all of us, and present to greater or lesser extent in all of us.
So, when talking about this, please remeber that the terrorists are just as much victims as the people they kill. Victims of a cycle of hatred and fanatical thought that ate them away from the inside, until all that was left was hatred.
And then don't let this hatred start in on you by seeing them as anything other than other human beings, tragic in their mistakeness, driven by a fundimental fear of the unknown."
No sleep last night, dozed a bit but I just couldn't bring myself to sleep properly. Too much dancing in the back of my head. Maybe tonight. I'm not British, I'm Irish, and I'm going to make some bloody coffee.
Without anything alcoholic in it. *sigh*
I stepped aside last night for Rey and Wendy, because a friend of theirs has a son who is vacationing in London. Rey didn't find out until evening, but they spent the rest of the evening in a methodical and fairly effective search to contact him. No news yet, but they've made a British contact who has access to more hotlines than we can from the States, and were as successful as could really be hoped for. They have confirmed he is't dead. He may be injured, but probably not critical.
I'm proud of them all.
My thanks to Mac's player, who is spreading insight into this mess on the web. To quote, just to try and spread his words:
"I wish I could say I don't understand the mentality of the terrorist, that I could call them insane or psychopathic...
But the truth is I can't, because I do understand them and they are not insane.
They are ordinary people, men, women, I don't know. They have lives not unlike ours. They love, they laugh, they cry. What drives them seems to be an anger born of desperation and frustration, the sheer cornered-rat symdrome of a small group of people faced with what they feel is a world being overrun by a way of life that by their standards is fundimentally evil. A way of life that as far as they are concerned is slowly corroding their own. A way of life we call our own.. and they fear because they don't understand it.
To be honest, I know how they feel, because it's not so very different from how many of us feel when we watch the effects of the slow destruction of our way of life by this spiral of violence and fanaticism on both sides.
And to be honest, it's not that different at times from LJ. The trolls, the flamewars etc.. they are all part of the spectrum of this 'evil' for a lack of a better word. An evil which is nothing more than basic human nature, the darker side of it anyway, common to all of us, and present to greater or lesser extent in all of us.
So, when talking about this, please remeber that the terrorists are just as much victims as the people they kill. Victims of a cycle of hatred and fanatical thought that ate them away from the inside, until all that was left was hatred.
And then don't let this hatred start in on you by seeing them as anything other than other human beings, tragic in their mistakeness, driven by a fundimental fear of the unknown."
No sleep last night, dozed a bit but I just couldn't bring myself to sleep properly. Too much dancing in the back of my head. Maybe tonight. I'm not British, I'm Irish, and I'm going to make some bloody coffee.
Without anything alcoholic in it. *sigh*
