Sinead O'Connor
In light of recent events, I knew that I had to write about it, but there are so many elements to this that I'm not entirely sure where to start, what angle to take or where exactly I'm going to go with it. In fact, at the time of writing this first paragraph I have not yet given this blog a title, because I think my mind will be a lot clearer once my thoughts are down.
I suppose I should start by saying that I am absolutely, without any question of a doubt, thinking of anyone who has lost a loved one in France or in any other part of the world recently. I have a couple of friends in France myself - thankfully, all are fine - and I honestly cannot imagine the worry that must have inhabited so many people's minds over the last couple of days. I think that these events have emotionally affected everyone who has heard about them, whether they had any sort of personal involvement or not.
I think a lot of people who know me will (whether they would appreciate this or not) expect me to write this blog in the angle of pointing out the many other terrorist attacks that do not get this level of coverage, such as in Lebanon, Palestine, Iraq and any other country in the world. I will quite truthfully hold my hands up and say that this is how I normally respond to this kind of occurrence and the reactions that it provokes from the media. On this occasion, however, I would say that this is only partially true. Whilst I do absolutely believe that it is disgraceful that the world seems to believe that this is tragic in Paris and normal in other countries, I would not say the reaction to the events in Paris is in any way extreme. I would say more that the reactions to terrorist attacks normally is unnecessarily low-key, rather than reactions to specific situations being extravagant.
For me personally, I feel that senseless acts of violence are senseless acts of violence, and are not indicative of any sort of wider problem in our society. I am of course entirely disturbed by the question of what causes a person to commit a suicide bombing or a mass shooting, but I am almost as disturbed by the way in which casual news consumers in the West react to something like this. Very quickly, I start to see new stories in my Facebook news feed: 'Islam is an evil evil cancer', 'Deport all terrorists' and most unpleasant of all, 'Let's close all our borders'. The fact that anyone would use the deaths of innocent people to bolster their own twisted political agenda is so disrespectful that it makes me feel physically sick. There is of course the argument that most of these people don't realise how disrespectful this is, but if anything I think that makes it even worse. There is a deliberate attempt to mislead people into scapegoating a minority group (in this case Muslims), even though anyone with any sense is aware that these people do not represent Islam in the slightest. I was going to give a lot of information on this blog about how they don't represent Islam, but frankly I actually can't be bothered. I feel like I spend half my life explaining this to people, and right now I'm just too angry to feel any motivation to change anyone's mindset. All of the information is out there, if you actually want to find out anything (and feel free to ask me for any material on the subject if you wish, I will happily oblige). If you don't, just remember that there are 1.6 billion Muslims in the world, and if Islam was actually a terrorist organisation, the rest of the world would probably be dead by now.
I now know a lot more about this blog than I did when I started (and I have named it now). I had expected this to be a lot more informative than it has turned out to be. I suppose in that way you could argue that it isn't exactly one of my better blogs. There are other elements to this to discuss, and I may well write a more cohesive blog tomorrow or in the next few days to go into detail about them, but I feel that right now is not the time. On my Facebook profile, I generated quite a lot of controversy a couple of days ago for explaining that I don't wear poppies or actively contribute to the silence on Remembrance Day. I'm not going to go into detail about the reasons for that now, but it ultimately boils down to the fact that I think that reflection should be done in one's own time, on one's own terms and in a way that breeds positive action to prevent the things one is reflecting on from happening again. So for the moment, I would like to invite all of my readers to take a moment with me, in one's own time, to reflect on anyone who has been hurt in any way by any form of senseless violence, whether in France or any other part of the world, whether in a medium commonly described as terrorism or not. And then let us wake up to a world that we are ready to make better, not by espousing hate or prejudice, not by alienating sections of the community, but by realising that we are all human beings and ultimately share a common goal of peace and love.
I started this with a quote from Sinead O'Connor. Out of all the quotes that I have read about this, I chose hers for two reasons. One is that Sinead sums it up amazingly, as she of course always does. The second is that she is a Catholic priest, and still understands about Islam. This is the attitude I think we could all do with adopting a little bit more just now - the attitude of celebrating one another and learning, regardless or whether or not we consider ourselves to be within the same individual group. And much as I love Sinead, I'm going to finish on a Katrina and the Waves song. Enjoy!
Peace and love x