london

I would like to write a wonderful profound entry about what’s happened in

London , but I just can’t. I think it really hits home when something like this happens in England . It’s like having it happen here again. We share so much of our past and our cultures that England isn’t a foreign country. Honestly, Hawaii and Alaska seem more foreign to me than England does. Not that bombings in foreign countries are any better, of course – I don’t mean that at all. It’s just that there are so many horrible things happening daily around the world that when there’s a bombing in Madrid or

Bali, or one of the daily car bombs in Iraq kills a bunch of people, it’s kind of like you just file it away as another horrible awful thing. But 

London  – that’s like having it happen it here again. And I’m sure it will.   

Oh, but we’re winning the war on terror!! Yeah, right.  

I would like to end with a quote that I found on LiveJournal, though, from someone who lives in

London . It’s pretty cheering, actually.  

When the news reporter said, "Shopkeepers are opening their doors bringing out blankets and cups of tea," I just smiled. It’s like, yes. That’s for you. Tea solves everything. You’re a bit cold? Tea. Your boyfriend has just left you? Tea. You’ve just been told you’ve got cancer? Tea. Coordinated terrorist attack on the transport network bringing the city to a grinding halt? TEA, DAMMIT! And if it’s really serious, they may bring out the coffee. The Americans have their alert raised to red, we break out the coffee. That’s for situations more serious than this of course. Like another penalty shoot-out. -from jslayeruk on LJ

I debated over whether to include the link, but 30toSeoul also quoted from the same journal, so I did too. I hate to quote without giving credit. And she got Metaquoted too, so has already been made famous. And today she’s got lots more worth having a look at. 

 You Londoners are so cool. And I’m so sorry about what’s happened.

 

**edited to note – if anyone was reading this after I just posted it, I don’t know WHAT is going on with WYSIWYG. It kept leaving out words – like, weirdly, the words "England" and "Iraq" – and the formatting is screwy. And so are my font colors. And I’ve about had it with WYSIWYG.  

 

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July 8, 2005

Looks fine to me, thanks for the quote. I heard some of this type of thing on the radio yesterday too and I feel the same about England. I am taking this attack personally.

July 8, 2005

I can’t get over what’s happened. It sickens and saddens me beyond words. Am going to that link now.

I’m having a cup of tea.

thank you for your kind note about my mom!

July 8, 2005

How heartening to hear of the shop keepers helping the victims. After 911 shop keepers here charged exhorbitant amouts for water Not to mention the gas stations that hiked up their prices.

July 8, 2005

The British are so stoic. I said to my mum “they are so calm it seems.” She replied. We survived the war and almost the decimation of London. Yes we are stoic. That is what I love about the British. They put on a face of calm or happiness even if inside things are falling apart. Yes and a hot cup of tea when I hurt myself as a child always helped.

July 9, 2005

RYN: Actually, I never knew Bill, but he was a second cousin. He died of pancreatic cancer at a young age. Radiohead and Tool both dedicated albums to him.

July 9, 2005

Boyd & I actually have a running joke about a cup of tea when things are bad after hearing Eddie Izzard doing a skit on it on one of his videos. It was something like “my leg’s just blown off? – oh not to worry – I’ll just have a cup of tea & I’ll be fine” (said in his best John Mills British accent). It doesn’t read as funny I have to admit but it was hilarious when Eddie did it!

July 10, 2005

yum yum, tea. I love tea. And i didnt know londoners where cool.

🙂 Hello, I wandered across here from Marg_UK. Yes, a jolly drop of cha. When my father had a stroke some 15 years ago, my 18 year old brother abadoned my mother to go and put the kettle on. Finally I helped mum get dad back into bed, but, we were all all right, because we had a nice cup of tea. 😉 I have learnt the art of tea drinking in later life …

…- perhaps I should see this as a sign of troubles past and greater maturity. Now that must be what those wrinkles are about. 😉

July 16, 2005

yes I agree It read fine for me