The Banality of Terrorism

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Terrorism, no matter how devastating, has an everyday aspect to it. Its destruction knows no boundaries, and its impact affects  young and old alike in a matter-of-fact reality.

We quickly grow accustomed to the bombings and accept them as a cost of being alive in the 21st century.

We quickly grow accustomed to the bombings and accept them as a cost of being alive in the 21st century. Families are torn asunder as babies and young children die horrible deaths or are gruesomely injured. Rehabilitation does little to soften the blow.

As each incident occurs, we grow accustomed or desensitized to the pictures flashing across our television sets, and we quickly relegate them to the back of our minds.

For those who experience terrorism directly, such as yesterday’s suicide bombings in Belgium, life is never the same again. They have been irrevocably scarred through no fault of their own. They just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

As we try to comprehend yet another senseless killing, we try to rationalize the event, as something that occurs somewhere else, far from our daily lives. We continue with the tasks of everyday living, choosing from 10 types of breakfast cereal in the supermarket, or engaging in mindless pleasures.

Israel has learned to live with terrorism, the United States not so much. It will take only one major incident over here, one plot carried about my Isis, to completely change our lives. I hope it never happens, that we destroy Isis before they start to destroy us.