Saturday, July 26, 2014
It is mid summer, and the sun is shining and it is hot, it's been a great summer by any standard. I had a rare chance to spend a day by myself, which is an usual treat these days. I have been on a "get ready to launch" mode this weekend, getting my hair coloured and picking up some summer sale bargains - a necessity to overhaul my wardrobe before I start my new job on Monday. I was having a relaxed stroll in Kensington high street, I just had my morning coffee, not in a rush to anywhere other than doing some shopping. Then I saw the big crowd with banners gathering around Kensington tube station. I quickly realised this is a protest against Israelis bombing in Gaza. There were more and more people joining as the march was moving along the street, on the other side of road there is a small gathering of Jews opposing Israelis war in Gaza as well. I felt moved. For a moment, I was feeling guilty about going about doing my leisurely shopping when there are serious conflicts in the world and people who are suffering from war. But I don't know the solution to these issues, there don't seem to be one. For so many years, the same pattern repeats itself, it is heart breaking to watch the innocent children dying but unless we find a solutions both parties will accept, I don't see the end to this. Sadly I remind myself the old saying the end of one war is the beginning of the new war, this does seem to be the case for the second world war. I carried on with my bargain hunt and got home after lunch. I turned on the TV, ironically there is a special programme about price George's first 12 months on sky news. I watched with disbelief, feeling somehow this is another nostalgic coverage that keeps us from reality. Same thing as commonwealth games. This must be the least recognised sports event and who cares other than the royals chewing on the remains of the British Empire.