It’s been a long time coming now. For more than a decade, France has pushed an immigration policy that left, first, massive rifts in its social structure, and now – with much of the Levant destabilized after another decade of war and another massive refugee push outward toward Europe – the largest of what may be a series of structured, targeted attacks across not only the nation, but the continent.
And so today, while I flip across Facebook and the wave of French flags “waving” in support of the people, I’m pressed – the optimist I am – to not be merely indifferent. I’ve been forced to delineate between the nation that has allowed themselves this – indeed, invited it to the table – and not only the innocent people who lost their lives, but the families that lost theirs too. Between a government and a culture at-large that has weakened their domestic policy to the point of being an open international policy.
Still, I choose hope and love, knowing all the while that it is no mask for poor strategy.
Que Dieu vous bénisse et vous garde.