I usually refrain from commenting on world tragedies. I do so not because I don’t care, or because I dislike debates but because the world is a beautiful place. It is a place full of hope, of breathtaking ocean views, of smokey mountains and roaring seas. It is a place full of determination, of dreams, of art and carefully crafted history. It is a place where best friends save each other, where dogs and cats are our best friends, a place meant to nurture our souls. I don’t see the need to mar it more than the media already does.
Normally, I stay quiet. Today is not normal. Today the ‘enfants of the Patrie’ as the Marseillaise declares celebrated their independence and today someone decided that it was a good day to make a political statement by senselessly ending human lives. Today is not normal because I love France, it is my soul country, as I like to call it. I like everything about it, from their love of beauty, to their resilience. I love the cobblestone streets in Paris and the large open spaces of the country side. I love their food, their wine, their history.
Normally, I refrain from voicing my point of view politically because I like to voice my opinion on art, and music and all the places I would like to travel to. I like make beautiful things that can go hand in hand with out beautiful world. Today I would simply like to say that all the terrorism attacks, make me loose just a little bit of hope in humanity.
I am not an idealist, I am not President Wilson in the ‘war to end all wars’, I am not the millions who want to vote for the Green Party, I am not 5 years old hoping for world peace. I know that peace is something we’ve been idealizing and never attaining since before Roman empire. I don’t expect world peace, not in my lifetime but I had hoped that after growing up in post 9/11 era our children would not live that sadness again.