I would like to understand one thing: tears and sorrow, pain and despair for what happened in Paris, but for what has happened in Beirut just the day before? Look at the picture I have attached here, are not those people too? But those people will not be granted a personal box in the headlines of the major newspapers, and their lives told like heroic tales on the news even after three days from the date, in which we have been told the virtues (of what, by the way? What did they do for the whole Humanity? They were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, nothing more).
And many do not even know what I am talking about!
Obviously Beirut does not have the same resonance of Paris, because Beirut lies in Lebanon, Beirut is far from the civil and rich Western World, and another car bomb, who gives a f**k? In the end they’re all the same breed.
But when the same murderous rage hits close to home, then it triggers the fear, and governments gather fast, with hard faces, rivers of words, words and words, because things like that must not happen again (in Europe).
I personally do not care which nationality, race or religion the victims belonged to, since the color of their blood is always the same. And I have no fear of declaring that the grief that we (you!) mourned towards the population of Paris was 20% sincere sorrow for the victims and their families and 80% a well: better than in Paris X , where X stands for the city we live in.
Selfishness and hypocrisy, but in these moments the survival instinct prevails over reason and therefore brings us back to the primitive/animal state of mind from which we descend.
Somewhere I read a quote from a resident of the Gaza Strip, saying something like: what happened in Paris on Friday night is what we live almost every day.
Welcome to the real world, my friends. Time to wake up!