Drones, Sandy Hook Shootings and the fair price of Terrorism
Before you read this, I advise you that some images are graphic in nature.
I first learnt of the Newtown school shootings on the internet. As I read the details, I could not help but feel terribly sad and sorry. I am not an american,and yet I cried because what had transpired was horrible and incomprehensible on all accounts. Those little children deserved the best. I have a few little ones in our family so I know if that tragedy had befallen them what I would feel like and what I would likely do.
Image from Reuters
Families were devastated, crying people everywhere. I read article after article. I read hundreds of comments scattered across the blogosphere about who was to blame and what should we do. Anger, frustration, shock, sadness, outcry, moderation, everyone had something to say, everyone felt connected. Little angels was the word used almost everywhere, Facebook feeds were filled with 20 stars and a message ”20 little angels went to heaven”.
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I would just like to say that if our Drones are killing the number of innocent this article claims to be true, then this is a good time to reflect on our methods, while our hearts have been wounded by similar pain. The evil we fight do not hesitate to hide amongst the innocent, even children, in order to cause great tragedy and controversy. However, could our Drones be just as great an evil? Is there no way to be more precise in our targeting? Does our military have some kind of a scale as far as just how much collateral damage is justified in the fight against evil? These are hard questions to answer, because if these men are allowed to live, how many innocent will they kill? If only these countries would root these people out and not allow them a safe haven! Ah, but that is not going to happen, is it?
Never-the-less, this article deserves great consideration. I wanted to support such consideration, and so I have bebloged it here. I highly recomend reading the article in its entirety, while our hearts are tender from our own tragedy. Signed, J.C.C.