I’m sitting here thinking about the horrific attack in Manchester-the children who have been orphaned, the parents who dropped their kids off for what was supposed to be one of the most exciting nights of their lives. I think of all of the teen/tween girls that counted down the days until they got to see one of their idols in person, and were able to sing along with her. For some, this was their first concert, or first time being allowed to go to a show without a chaperone. We’ve all been to concerts in arenas like that and know the excitement and rush of being part of the crowd and in the moment with 20,000 other people.
But then, something happened that should only happen in the worst of nightmares. A night of happiness and excitement turned into maimed and dead children, families devastated, and an entire planet sick with shock and horror.
That’s the point. That’s what they do, these masked cowards. Take our normalcy and use it against us. They want us to freeze up, turn against each other, be ruled by paranoia. I won’t do it. I will not be cowed and hide under my bed. I will fight back by living my life and not giving them the terror they crave. I will give them a big fat middle finger by putting on makeup and listening to music and having opinions that I voice.
We need to be vigilant in crowds, be aware of our surroundings and if someone or something isn’t right, say something. We can’t be ruled by panic, mistrust, or suspicion, but be alert. If we stay home behind our deadbolted doors they win. When we turn on each other, they win. I won’t let them take from me any more.
We can remember and honor these young, bright lights that went out too soon by living our lives and refusing to play into the fear that the lunatic terrorists dole out. A British columnist named Katie Hopkins wrote an op-ed yesterday for DM that completely said everything the terrorists want us to say, feel, and do.
Take it for what it is, she’s sort of the British Ann Coulter, pretty racist, insensitive and extreme.
I feel for Ariana Grande. I feel like if you say you feel bad for her people jump on you because she got away physically unscathed, but I can’t fathom how responsible she probably feels, even though she’s not-she’s only 23 and this is a pretty heavy thing to have to carry probably the rest of her life. She’s probably terrified to ever put on a show again. I’m sure the names and faces of the parents and children murdered are forever seated into her mind. I hope she has good people around her.
Enough rambling. Love wins over hate. Every time.
Talk soon, Lovelies