Gamiila (gamiila) wrote,

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Rambling thoughts on life and bombs

Imam Samudra, the second defendant in the Bali bombings case, has been sentenced to death, the same sentence as was given to his co-conspirator Amrozi last August. Predictably, it seems he greeted the verdict with the cries of "Allahu akbar" and "Death to the West, Bush and Blair". Like his partner in crime, it seems he's shown no remorse about the death and destruction he's caused, all the innocents he's murdered because why should he? He was only acting for the greater glory of God, and he will go straight to paradise where he can frolick with 70 virgins who will be his personal property to do with as he likes in an idyllic parkland setting for all eternity. God is great, indeed.
I wonder if the death penalty will actually ever get the message across to these crazed individuals and people of similar persuasion. Frankly, I very much doubt it.

The Twin Towers were obliterated two years ago today. I hadn't realised it when I woke up this morning -- it took a newspaper article to remind me of the fact. Funny, how soon you forget...I had friends, acquaintances, working in and around the WTC, people I had met on my NYC visit the spring before. It was an anxious few hours, days, before finding out that they were all alright, and at the time I thought I'd never forget that feeling. A year later, I was walking down Unter den Linden in Berlin and came to a side street that had been barricaded off. A few people were gathered around a makeshift shrine, some flowers, a couple of candles, one or two banners. It took me a minute to realise that it must be the American embassy in that side street, and the date must be September 11th.

One month later, half a world away in Bali, Imam Samudra and his cronies took the lives of 202 people, one of whom a girl I knew personally.

There are people I love in Tel Aviv. Several times a year, a bomb goes off there and I fall to worrying: are they alright? Thank God, and touch wood, so far they have been.

On my last visit to London, walking back into the City on a pub crawl with my friends, we were stopped by the police advising us that due to another bomb scare, we had to take the long way round. We sighed, we shrugged, and we adjusted our plans for the evening accordingly.

When will terrorists realise their campaigns may shake us up for a little while, but in the end, life goes on as it always has, and nothing they do will ever make the slightest bit of difference to society as a whole? All they do is cause an untold number of faceless (to them) people a lot of heartbreak, and for what? The glory of God? Any god that glories in blood and gore isn't worthy of the epithet.
Tags: politics, real life

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