London's Burning

I could cry from watching the news tonight. From the sheer frustration of it all.  From the anger that rises inside me when I see all the selfish, mindless, idiotic rioting, looting and arson happening in London.  Beautiful London town. London 2012. The Olympic city.

Shop windows smashed, burnt, looted, cars set on fire, people's livelihoods destroyed.  How much of a scumbag do you have to be to do something like that?

Thankfully, friends and family are safe although I did hear of someone that had their flat completely burnt down from the Tottenham riots and who sadly lost their pet cat in the fire.

See, they don't think about any of this. About the families who have worked hard to furnish their home, to buy that car, to have a good and decent life. Only to watch their hard work go up in flames and destroyed.   They are too busy thieving, robbing, vandalising and mugging.  I read today that some people were actually mugged whilst fleeing their burning homes. Unbelieveable.

Right now, on the tv I'm seeing a line of police with nothing more than a police hat and a baton to protect them whilst hoping to stop any more trouble in Camden. I don't know any of them, but I am scared for them. It's obvious they are not equipped for this.

And just how old are some of these thugs? Where are their parents? Do they realise they are raising a bunch of hooligans? Why are they even out so late at night? Are there so many of them who just don't care?  I know a lot of it is because it is the school holidays, the weather is good and disaffected youth are bored. I ask you, why?

There are people protesting in Syria right now for basic freedoms and they are getting shot at for it. There are people in Japan who are getting on with their lives with dignity after the devastation of the earthquake and tsunami earlier this year. There are soldiers in Afghanistan fighting a war they don't fully understand.  And what are these scumbags fighting for? A pair of trainers and a flat screen TV.

They are so brave that they have to cover their face with a balaclava whilst carrying out their mindless acts of violence and thuggery. They don't know the meaning of the word brave. Moronic cowards.

I am beyond words.