We are living our lives – eating a roast chicken dinner, helping with homework, on the phone to our grandparents, watching House of Cards, pegging out clothes, arguing about pick ups and drops offs with our spouse – when evil barges in.
We had forgotten for a moment, become complacent and then it hits. Another terrorist attack jolts us out of our reality and the shock (‘What? Where? How many?’) turns to sadness, as we think, ‘Please not again.’ We go to bed with our hearts broken and our spirits wilted for the people of Belgium.
On nights like last night and days like today – it can feel like they’re winning. I know. Islamic State keep going. They’re not stopping. It feels like they’re winning.
But I am here to remind myself as much as you – that they are not. They are not winning.
It is we who are the victors. It is all of us who continue to get out of bed and get dressed and catch planes and trains and buses. It is all of us who continue to book holidays and travel and see the world. We are fiercely, stubbornly optimistic. Right?
It is us who refuse to be scared; who refuse to sit at home, huddled together in fear, frightened by what is outside the door. Screw that.
You know what President Obama did just hours after the terrorist attacks? He went to a baseball game in Havana, Cuba. You know why? Because he said “the whole premise of terrorism is to disrupt people’s lives.” And quite simply we – all of us – simply refuse to comply. You think we’re going to stay home? Think again.