Wednesday, April 17, 2013

An Unspeakable Tragedy

The Boston Marathon, a historic event with people running from ALL over the world.  One of the best days to be From Massachusetts, and better yet, from Boston.  We take Pride in our Marathon.  It's the best one out there.  But this year it changed forever.  and who knows what it will look like in years to come.

I have had to turn off the News lately because it makes me sick to my stomach to watch the gruesome footage and watch that poor old man crumble to the ground.  I can only take solace in the fact that he is ok.  But not everyone was as lucky as him.  I wont spit out the statistics, we all know them.  Something horrible happened and I wish it would stop.

I have talked to many people over the last couple days, and I have heard MANY opinions and many thoughts regarding this terrorist attack.  All I know is that whomever is responsible will undoubtedly be brought to justice.  This is not something you "get away with"  We are a strong city, and we are unforgiving in situations like this.

Some are calling this "war".  and I can understand why they would do so.  The images from the finish line are horrific, they do not belong here.  So yes, you can say "this is war".  But it's a different kind of war.  War use to have a purpose, albeit a controversial one...  If you saw a visible threat, you'd send in the troops.  And even then, the guys with the guns were only suppose to shoot at other guys with guns.  What threat did a bunch of marathoners pose?  What threat did a crowd of civilians cheering on their family and friends pose?  This is a different kind of war.  War has changed over the span of our history and it scares me.  So where do we go from here?  What is going to happen next?  I wish I could believe that this will be the last attack, but that would be naive.  I can only do my part and stand strong. 

"Not on my watch" - A Few Good Men