I hesitate to discuss it, but once again ugliness and hate has shown it’s face in the form of a terrorist attack. I’m not going to spend time discussing the details – people with more details and knowledge will do that. I want, however, to talk about how people reacted after the event.
I went to Manchester a few years ago. I have family there. My favourite soccer (football!) team is there. I toured the city, the stadium, went for dinner, went shopping in a local mall, talked with people and generally had a great time. When it suddenly showed up in the news, it caught my attention.
One of the first things I saw about the attack in Manchester was something trending on Twitter called #RoomForManchester. I admit it – I smiled. It’s strange to say that one of my first reactions was to smile, but it was. I had tears in my eyes as I thought about the people caught up in it, but I smiled because ordinary people – shocked, upset, scared, but wanting to help – opened up their homes to strangers and offered them somewhere safe to spend the night.
The next day people came together to regroup, grieve, and comfort one another. Art played a significant role in this process as people created music, poetry, etc. Here’s a spoken word poem (below) created that night. Pay attention to the words – it’s littered with the history and emotion of the city of Manchester.