I haven't blogged for a few days because I didn't know what to say. Wait, that's not what I mean. I mean, I mean that, but not because I can't think of loads of peculiar things to blog about. I just don't think it seems right to discuss pointless aspects of life when there are people grieving. I'm not even sure if I'm phrasing this explanation correctly. Having been... introspective... lately, it's strange to be so forcefully shown perspective.

I'm talking about the Bali bombing, if you haven't realised already.

It was odd to hear PM Tony Blair saying that the bombers didn't care who they hurt. I think they did care, otherwise they wouldn't have done it. They didn't decide to bomb the nightclub because they wanted to destroy a building. They wanted to hurt people, to kill people, to cause chaos and heartbreak.

War against these invisible terrorists isn't going to help, although something has to be done. War is only going to make more people hate America and her allies. There is no easy answer.

I'm glad I don't have to make such important decisions...

posted by Fiery Fred @ 9:22 PM