Sunday, October 13, 2013

The fatal fluttering of a suicide bomber's heart in Iraq...

The fatal fluttering of a suicide bomber's heart in Iraq, can cause disastrous devastation to spread to the entire region.

Does Violence in Iraq still matter?

I don't report on the consistent, always climbing, slithering, growing: Iraqi death count from daily attacks and suicide bombings to the extensive extent I once had.

The pure mass of daily bombings however, determinedly build both resentment, and resilience in the heart of the Middle East.

The blasts strain ethnic tensions in a deadly vibration, and explode against religious harmony like the deadly vice of wrath. Civic stability is disturbed by the satanic touch of death.

Iraqi bombings thus destabilise the region around Iraq and act as a sandbox for aspirant and ominous, and infamous terrorists to practice slaying innocents with near impunity. It is the infamous nursery of terrorism, even more so than Somalia or Libya, or ill-fated Afghanistan.

That is not un-newsworthy.

That, instead, is most disquieting a concept to fathom. A concept we might want to tread upon lightly, or, in an attempt to ignore: 'I don't know', one might proudly say. That does not leave the psyche unscathed: imagine in comparison the psyche of those quite approximate to the ever climbing digit counter of death. I don't think our measurements have yet sunk to the bottom of the deep blue hole of death. I don't know if we can truly comprehend the devastation that consistent violence brings, wrought in fiery explosion, bladed weaponry, and blackest gunfire, cautiously delivered to the heart and lungs, on the angelic, shining wings of a devil disguised.

Opinion by Marc Aupiais (SACNS news editor)

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