Friday, December 4, 2015
The Paris Attacks
It's been a while since I posted here and never in the world I thought I would because of the horrible events that has been happening in France lately.
Exactly 3 weeks ago, I was watching the soccer match - France vs. Germany. It was the end of a long day. SO was in bed already and I was waiting for MR to come home from work. Everything was going great, France was winning (for once!), when suddenly the announcer mentioned that something serious was happening in France. I raised my eyebrow, wondering what the hell was that about.
I spent the night of Friday glued to the television set. Never mind I had to work early the next morning. A group of terrorist bastards were firing and killing innocents in the center of Paris - how could I sleep?!?
It's been 3 weeks and the words and photos on the media are still haunting me. Around me, everyone feels the same way. I've seen people crying, wanting to talk about what happened, expressing how afraid they were, but also deciding that the best thing to do is go forward as a united country.
I personally went through several stages of emotions to try to understand what was happening.
At first, I was stunned. No, this can't be happening, I told myself. This is a sick joke. This is a movie. This is anything, but real life.
And then I was mad. Why? The victims were enjoying a night out, with friends and family, at a soccer game, at a restaurant, or attending a concert when they were executed. No one is immortal and we will all have to pass away one day - but did they have to die this way?
And that's when sadness hit me. Nowadays you are killed because you simply enjoy and love life.
What has our world become? What has happened to humanity?