Je Suis Paris? Mais Non. J’ai Ennui

 

We’ve been bombing, or talking about bombing, someone, somewhere my entire life. At least, it feels that way to me. I remember being about six or seven years old, running around my house, singing “Bomb, Bomb, Bomb Iran” to the tune of the Beach Boys’ “Barbara Ann.”

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One Response to Je Suis Paris? Mais Non. J’ai Ennui

  1. beetleypete says:

    No fuss about the Kenyan atrocities, or the people killed in the Russian aircraft. But this is closer to ‘home.’ Only 300 miles from central London, not a world away, or concerning non-Europeans who don’t seem to count. Death on the doorstep has a way of waking people up.
    Just as well I am not on Facebook…
    Best wishes, Pete.

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