This is beyond religion or creed or nation. We would not be here if humanity were inherently evil. We’d have eaten ourselves alive long ago. So when you spot violence, or bigotry, or intolerance or fear or just garden-variety misogyny, hatred or ignorance, just look it in the eye and think, “The good outnumber you, and we always will.” – Patton Oswalt
I try to remain politically neutral when it comes to my writing as this is a blog about travelling and the joy and pleasure it brings me. However, when a city I love is suffering, I feel the need to say something about it.
Boston is one of those cities that I’ve yet to visit, but just like some of the other places on my bucket list, I’ve always been drawn in by its charm. I’ve been wanting to visit for at least the past decade, and now more than ever, I am adamant about going.
I was at work on Monday when news broke about the Boston Marathon bombings. I became glued to my computer, reading reports in real-time, trying to digest what had happened. It still baffles me.
The Marathon is an iconic and historic platform for people from around the world to push their personal limits and challenge each other at the same time. The Marathon represents determination, endurance and the capacity of the human spirit to achieve greatness. Not only that, but it draws in strangers who become cheerleaders for every runner participating. Whether they’re lining the sidewalks, filling the grandstands, or watching from their office window, those on the sidelines are there to show their support and share in the joy of those who run.
The bombings took the lives of three innocent people and injured at least 170 spectators. As I write this, Boston is on lock-down as they search for one of the suspects. I couldn’t imagine having to go through a terrifying event such as this, let alone what’s happened in the aftermath.
I’m not going to comment on possible motives for the attack, or use the “T” word, or create scapegoats, or add to the frenzy just to amplify scare tactics. All I wanted to achieve in writing this post is to show my love and support for Boston and those affected.
To the three that lost their lives, aged 8, 23 and 29 — your lives were ended much too abruptly. May you find peace and know you will forever be cherished and loved by your family and friends. Who you are and how great you all were will be revealed for the world to see, and your status as victims will be outshone by love for you and your city.
To those injured — fight, be strong, survive.
To Boston — you’ve lasted this long. Although this event will mar your recent history and will be remembered for many years to come, do not let it deter you from being the great city that you are. Continue to shine bright and provide residents and visitors with your charm, class and character. I’ll come visit you soon, and when I do I’ll walk your streets not with fear but with respect, honour and love.
Stay strong, Boston. We love you.