Saturday, September 11, 2004


I've been reflecting on the tragedy in Beslan over the past week.

It's a horrid thing to say, but I felt absolutely nothing when I first heard about the story, other than some chock at what was happening, especially because it involved children, but it felt purely abstract to me, almost like watching a film. I think now that this was a feeling of desensitisation - 10 people dead in a a mortar attack in Iraq bearly registers on the UK news now, so this registered as a bad thing in my brain but didn't really do much else.

It was only afterwards, I watched when the footage and the accounts of what had happened, and most of all the funerals, that I felt an immense sense of loss and outrage at what had happened and why.

I just don't understand how the hostage-takers could happily act in this way, on this scale, and cause so much damage to a community in this way.

This is the worst kind of human nature and it makes me ashamed to be a member of the human race when I see it.

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