the memories came back: new york, 1991, i was ten by then. the wtc, the towers. i felt small. then skövde, sweden, september 2001. again, i felt small and that this world is vulnerable. now london, 2005. what next? rome, kopenhagen, berlin? i hope that god or by which name you want to call him brings justice to those who kill in his name, christians, muslims, and everybody else alike. because as much as i believe that he exists, i don’t think he wants people to die in his name, weither you call it jihad or crusade.
i believe.