Too hurtful to even think about. Is there a message hidden somewhere in killing or maiming people and destroying the lives of those left behind? I can’t find one. My heart and thoughts feel a kinship with the effect of 911.
I live with my head buried deep in the sand and I like it that way. When I surface for a moment to find mankind destroying the world, I try to dig back deeper into the dark refuge.
I just happened to be at Carls Jr. for a low carb burger and catch the news in their dining area yesterday. I had a hard time fighting back the emotion of watching the initial footage. I don’t have a satellite dish or any news available on TV and if not for food while out doing some shopping, I might have missed knowing about it until today when I hit Facebook.
The U.S. is under attack and every place is vulnerable to destruction by people who hate and seek control. We hand out cash and supplies to every country in need in the world, yet we can’t take care of our own.
Of course we work our asses off just to survive, help other countries financially, give up our space and freedoms, and bury our soldiers that die fighting other country’s battles, so they – in turn – can kill us and hate us.
Color me sad and disgusted.