Today I wake up with all social media full of images of the Eiffer Tower, texts wishing all the best to Paris, thoughts and prayers being said all around the world. How could it not, though. What happened is horrendous, and as we say in Spanish when something awful happens, “it doesn’t even have a name.”
But of course it does. It has lots of names. Terrorism. Hate. And most of all, disrespect. Disrespect for your own life. Disrespect towards other people’s lives. Why on Earth would a person want to kill another one. That is something I’ll never get my head around.
However, it isn’t the first time this happens, and I’m not talking about Charlie Hebdo. I’m talking here about the hundreds, thousands of people who suffer from this kind of pain everyday. People who don’t live in the “first world”. People raising their children at war, people fleeing from their countries, from home. And most of the time we don’t even care. We should think about this. We are all people, we all do deserve a life. A good one. A long one.
The Guardian is updating live on the attacks. El País is doing so for Spanish speakers.
May this be over soon.
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