For those who did something, rather than staying inside and tutting

One

15th August

No one remembered later what his name was.  He was just some guy in a different city.  But that was seven days ago.  And everything’s changed since then.

I remember.  I made it my business to remember.  If we don’t remember what happened, we can’t guarantee anything.  We would be just like them.

Like viruses.  Parasites feeding on a host.  Bacteria feeding in isolation, even in collaboration, but only for opportunity.  Not for the bigger picture.  Not because they understood, or believed in anything.  Nothing that I could see, anyway.

The three of them scavenged the rubble like crows seeking carrion.  I couldn’t see a way round, and I didn’t have time anyway.  The fat one was wearing his hood up, with a bandanna across his lower face.  He saw me first.  H