I know I should write something about the London Bombings, it isn't that I don't feel strongly about what happened, it's that I can't really articulate what I feel.
I'm a fair way from London and I never at any point worried that I or my family, or most of my friends, were going to be directly affected. My best friend is in London and normally I would have panicked for him, but as it happens I had already spoken to both he and his girlfriend, both of them already at work, that morning, so I knew they were safe, and I had tracked down all my other London based friends within a couple of hours.
What I didn't know at the time (thankfully) was that my boyfriends cousin (aka my other best friends brother - how incestious are we?) was in Russell Square at the time of the bomb.
So how do I feel? Well actually bloody pissed off. Not in the way that wants me to cheer on the 'war on terror', which I still feel utterly opposed to, but in the way that makes me want to go and slap the people who think they've going to achieve anything by doing things like this.
I can't say it better than this, so go read that I guess...
Fundamentally just don't give us this shit. We don't want it. It's never going to achieve anything. Well, no, that's a lie, what it's going to do is make the people saying that the only way to end things is to kill the terrorists sound more right, and to give more ammunition to the racist idiots we haven't managed to get rid of yet, and to make innocent people, of all religions and political pursuasions, suffer while they run around trying to blow people up.
But it's not going to achieve anything for the terrorists. No one, not the relatives of the dead, or the injured, or the rest of us, are one iota closer to wanting to give up and say "lets be friends" to people who do this type of thing.
So that's it really - there's not much else to say. Weve been through sustained acts of terrorism before, and not that long ago. We don't want it again but even if you try it we won't roll over and give in.
And stop pretending you're doing it for your god. You dont have a god.