Normal World

The world has always been a dangerous place, to suppose otherwise would be remiss. Terror and awful deed haven't emerged out of nowhere, they've just evolved. Take a look back through history and you

The world has always been a dangerous place, to suppose otherwise would be remiss. Terror and awful deeds haven't emerged out of nowhere, they've just evolved. Take a look back through history and you needn't look far at all to find yourself submerged in evidence of the overbearing barbarity of human kind.  Yet despite all of this, despite its truth and verification of that truth, we seem to be living in truly frightening times.

 

These days are days of horror, an era in which random death and mindless violence are becoming worryingly commonplace. In which countless souls can be lost and far too easily forgotten. As incident piles atop incident, piles atop awful incident. Until the occurrences to which we can attribute this surge in random senseless death stop being unusual and they become something to which we find ourselves numbly accepting. Unwittingly desensitized. Normal. For all our efforts to the contrary, to retain our civility, yes, these horrific acts have lord help us, become normal.

 

 

It's now normal for crazed radicals to subvert the use of motor vehicles from transport of life to the termination of life. Callously mowing down and snuffing out countless human lives with the use of one of man's greatest technological innovations.

 

It's now normal for an insane yet outwardly normal person to suddenly tear away from that normality and go on a killing spree. Armed with scores of easily obtained weaponry and engaging in a frenzied attack on a crowd of completely unsuspecting and innocent people. Ending lives and eliminating the happiness of so many in a brief and terrible instant.

 

It's now normal for a tower block in which are housed innocent and already heavily deprived people, to burn like a funeral pyre while those same innocent people perish within. The disaster entirely preventable had the appropriate preliminary measures been taken. Some might say that the many of the victims had already been left to die in that structure before it was ablaze, with this unnecessary tragedy simply acting as an accelerant to that process. Loss without reason.

 

It's now normal for children, small unsuspecting, young and untarnished souls, to be attending a simple music concert and to be met with death. As a human time bomb, ticking away to the ignorance of all others, seemingly both within his family and community, finally explodes. Taking with him parents, sons, daughters, brothers and sisters. Lives ended in such haste, with such abrupt and absolute finality, that they never even had time to wonder why...

 

 

There are others, many others, you know them. As you read this, the list may yet have lengthened. It's a carnival of horrors out there today. A terminal blood bath parade, from which none of us seem to be immune any longer. A non-stop cycle of absolute, enveloping, bleak, black, hopeless utter waste.

It's nothing new, this eruption of killing. It's been transpiring in other less developed and fortunate parts of the earth for generations. You've seen it on the news; you might have even read about it too. However you never truly saw it, because it didn't seem real to you or any of us.

 

From within this bubble of supposed stability we've lived for so long, the carnage plaguing the rest of the world seemed unfortunate but ultimately harmless. In truth it simply wasn't important, just as long as the bubble held. Just as long as we and those we cared about were safe. Well the bubble has been breached, it may even have popped altogether, and now the monsters are in here, with us.

 

2001. that is when the first blow was struck. That was the first time that the bubble shook and we all felt it. The effects of the startling events of that day are still going on as you read this. The sound of that attack as so loud that we can still hear it now, it reverberates through history. A crescendo of consequences, as action led to action, led to reaction and over reaction and so forth. Like a line of dominoes falling across the land, human lives absently ended in their wake. Life changed, the world changed, the game changed and it's still changing. There are no rules anymore. No codes of conflict. No civilian immunity. We're all in it deep.

 

For where once senseless attacks perpetrated upon innocent people seemed to be a problem of places like the middle-east, they're now a stark reality for us too. Our governments have for many years had a dastardly hand in the atrocities of that forgotten and 'less important' world. The world to which we all turned a blind eye as long as our bubble of safety held. Now the demons are coming home to roost, and they are angry. Propelled by consequences of either thoughtless or disorganized or disscompassionate decisions having been taken.   There may be no escape, not for any of us. At the risk of sounding hysterically biblical, could these indeed be the final days? The ending times? Perhaps not of the world (we hope,) but of this phase in human history? Just like the Roman Empire fell under the weight of its own consequences, does our own empire, the empire of selfishness, face the same fate? Is there hope....?

 

 

Disaster, terror, depravity, despair, danger, death. They seem to loom from every angle, like vengeful spectres. The ability to ignore it becomes harder, the trappings of distraction that we're all so heavily implanted and encumbered with less efficient. For however many meme's, tweets, Instagram updates or status's you can manage to lose yourself in; it surely can't have escaped your notice that the world you live in is going to hell around you. 

 

Can it.....?

 

 

Author's Note

The world is becoming a horrifying place and I felt the need to write about it. Thanks for reading.