First They Came….

It has been troubling me that I am witnessing the slaughter of people in one part of the world while we in the West are sitting comfortably day to day. Now some people – thanks to our media – would automatically think of what’s going on in Gaza which is very sad indeed.

But no.

The slaughter currently taking place is in Syria and Iraq and concerns indigenous Christians (can I say that?) who have existed in the region since Christianity pretty much began.

Since being on Summer holiday I’ve been able to follow this slaughter and to be truthful, I was expecting my UK media to be as appalled as I was that in the last week of July a piece of history was destroyed. That Mosul was now devoid of Christians for the first time in history went by our media without even a mention on national TV news.

It takes a group of people being trapped on a mountainside before the US send airstrikes onto ISIS and ONLY yesterday, did my government decide to send aid. The resultant tirade of ISIS social media propaganda threatening our troops has stirred a feeling not felt since our dear soldier Lee Rigby lost his life our a UK street.

So, it has not left me feeling that brill tbh.

I was reminded of the following poem written by a German called Martin Niemoller as I got up this morning which kicked me up the backside to try to do just one small thing:

First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.

So, I’ve taken to signing a petition found here calling for our government to take further action, but I still feel like I’m sitting on my hands. I had a chat with a very dear friend of mine who suggested that I pray and right now that is what I’m doing. That is the only thing I can do, aside from raising awareness of what’s going on to my friends and family online.

However, it still hurts to witness this.

I DO NOT want any of our troops to be in harms way but at the same time I want this group wiped off the face of the planet (if I am truthful).

I can only pray that things will begin to change…. 😦

In the meantime perhaps I can again be focused on working on some animation before I return to work in 3 weeks.

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