The Wheels of Rage and Hate (no, it’s not a fantasy novel)

War, rage, pain (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

So the hunt for the terrorists in France is over. The bad guys got a number of bullets each and the most part of their hostages survived the experience. Thanks to the French special forces and to the huge number of policemen and military personnel involved. But it’s not over. By any means, it will be never over. Not in France, nor in any other country. It’s time to tell the truth, to think about the subject “terrorism” with a broader focus and the will to solve some problem here and there.

In the Wake of Charlie Hebdo

Usually I don’t post about ongoing facts, the risk of being too emotional – not to mention inaccurate – is too high. But what happen today in Paris, with the terrorist assault of the offices of the “Charlie Hebdo” and the consequent deaths of twelve people (plus five more seriously injured and six other damaged) is something that I simply cannot ignore. So I choose an example of the works of Cabu (Jean Cabut, one of the victims) as a flag for todays’ words, trying to do my best to keep a cool head.