(11 a.m. ) It had to happen, and now it’s happened.
Let’s realise now that this isn’t about Islam. Al Queda are murderous fuckers who worship nothing but death, and they bear as much resemblance to the muslims I know as the IRA do to the teachers at my daughter’s catholic school.
News reports still coming in. Colleagues in our London office are told not to close the windows and leave the building (secondary devices, I guess).
When the mess is cleared and the dead people are counted, their loved ones consoled and their children comforted, let’s round up everyone who believes their religion requires or allows them to murder – whether they be Jews, Christians, Moslems, Sikhs or Hindus – and hang them all.
Civilisation can’t progress until that happens.
8p.m. An unbelievably small number dead. All friends and family accounted for. (My friends and family. In a couple of hundred homes in the UK tonight, there will be awful, unimaginable grief). Wierdly, I’m utterly stressed out, even though I no longer live in London.
Here’s a couple of great pieces of writing that shows why bombing London didn’t work for the Nazis, the IRA and it won’t work now:
The Mayor’s speech before leaving Singapore this afternoon:
I want to say one thing specifically to the world today. This was not a terrorist attack against the mighty and the powerful. It was not aimed at Presidents or Prime Ministers. It was aimed at ordinary, working-class Londoners, black and white, Muslim and Christian, Hindu and Jew, young and old. It was an indiscriminate attempt to slaughter, irrespective of any considerations for age, for class, for religion, or whatever
… Nothing you do, however many of us you kill, will stop… our city, where freedom is strong and where people can live in harmony with one another. Whatever you do, however many you kill, you will fail.
And A Letter To The Terrorists, From London:
We’re London, and we’ve got our own way of doing things, and it doesn’t involve tossing bombs around where innocent people are going about their lives.
And that’s because we’re better than you. Everyone is better than you. Our city works. We rather like it. And we’re going to go about our lives. We’re going to take care of the lives you ruined. And then we’re going to work. And we’re going down the pub.
So you can pack up your bombs, put them in your arseholes, and get the fuck out of our city.