London was a war zone yesterday. The carnage was/is indescribable and yet the hand of God, the loving Grace of God was everywhere. 13 dead on the bus but 47 not dead, including the driver. How could God not be there when you consider that the bomb exploded directly behind his position? The bus was exactly passing the HQ of the British Medical Association, the governing body for doctors in UK. Guaranteed to have a few dozen docs in there any day of the working week. They were able to do much good before the paramedics got to the wounded.
God could be seen in the faces of the medics tenderly staunching the blood of the wounded; in the Fire Fighters going down into that hell tunnel under Russell Square time after time because there was still a chance someone might be alive down there; in the anonymouis moslem shop keeper who emptied his entire shop of bottled water and soft drinks and gave them to the stunned, the walking wounded, the rescue teams; the quiet dignity of the survivors; the messages of sympathy and hope from around the world.
We Londoner’s have been bombed before. Dozens of times back in the 70’s, 80’s and early 90’s.The Provo IRA didn’t win then, and the murdering bastards who planted those bombs yesterday won’t win now. Two devices were recovered intact. They already have DNA samples. There will be more painstaking Forensic work down in the tunnels. The Met Police are the worlds most experienced Urban terror police force. It was they who painstakingly re-assembled every fragment of the Pan Am plane which exploded over Lockerbie. They found the detonating device, they found the detonator, they traced them both back to the source.
My point? Be afraid. Be very afraid. We will hunt you down if it takes a lifetime and we will bring you to justice or we will shoot you down like the mad dogs that you are.