Boom!..... there goes another one

I sit here in the living room, just about to watch City of God on DVD. Suddenly there was this news flash….. yet another bombing incident in London. The authorities scramble like cockroaches when the light comes on, partially to show BBC-watchers that they are earning their money, although one can’t help but be skeptical that they are clueless as to what was going on.

We have moved from the era of World War, Cold War, Civil War and now War against Terrorism. Unlike the previous three, war against terrorism is a declaration of confrontation against an ambiguous entity. The ‘enemy’ wears the face of common citizens, their beliefs skewed and their motivation incomprehensible. It feels like a futile cause, despite world leaders reciting rally speeches before decorated podiums. Terrorism feels hardly like a war, but instead the expression of oppressed voices based on fundamentalist notions.

I'm feeling numb towards all of these. As images of blown up bodies, falling skyscrapers and demolished train stations monopolise the evening news, it becomes increasingly easy to distant myself in denial of the world around me. Concern becomes too daunting.

Perhaps, just perhaps for this week, I’ll shut my senses from this reality. And dwell in a happier realm, where characters get murdered by dark wizards in children’s book.