Can you imagine going to a football match, on a lovely day, with your family, big event, French hospitality (du pain, du vin and la mistresse) and you get invaded by a fucking army of Russian neo-nazi racist scum?
Not just a few drunk thugs taking offence at some banter. This was a pre-meditated, synchronised attack by a make-shift but highly organised ‘army’. A red army.
At the signal of a flare (and how exactly someone manage to get a flare gun into a stadium under ‘high security alert’ is another grande question, Pierre!!!) an army of Russian nationalists simply invaded the English fan area of the ground. The stewards and gendarmes did nothing; they’re French; what d’you expect? And it was a blood bath.
I’m not saying that there wasn’t provocation by the Brits. That happens. I’m not even saying that the Brits were in any way innocent after 3 nights of their own rioting and fighting in the streets of Marseilles. All I’m saying is: I FUCKING HATE RUSSIANS AND NEO-NAZI ONES IN PARTICULAR.
And I’ll tell you who else I hate. Ok, that’s a long list, so I’ll reduce it just for today. Homophobic jihadis. Hateful. Apparently, Omar Mateen, a security guard (again; shame Americans don’t do ‘irony’), saw two men kissing on the street. Lucky for me he wasn’t in Mykonos really. But he saw this in Florida and it greatly offended him. Ok, so for a moment, put yourself in the place of a homophobe. Or of any person faced with something they’re not happy about, but that is emphatically harming no-one. Do you: a. turn away from the offending ‘thing’. Or b. arm yourself with some serious fire-power and murder 50 innocent people in one night?
Tricky question. I see people walking the street every day wearing Arsenal shirts/badges. They’re grossly offensive but I don’t pull out the Kalashnikov nor the M16. And that’s perhaps another problem. I don’t have a kalashnikov. Nor an M16. Sometimes I wish I did, but justifiable road-rage is for another day. This was in Florida. Where its almost easier to buy weaponry than it is high fat sugar-laden food. Almost. Floridians can waddle their way into any 7-11 and buy guns of alarmingly destructive potential.
Now if the jihadi had gone on his spree among a crowd of right-wing, monkey-chanting Russians, I may find some level of understanding. But not this.
I take a short break and look what happens. Jesus; can’t I trust you to ‘watch the shop’ for a few days of ‘hell’???
Sad Monday
A xxxx
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