There it is, finally. We have our copies of Charlie Hebdo.
I don’t know how this makes me feel though. I’ve been dreaming about it for days, my head has been heavy for a week now, with the thought of the attacks constantly in the back of my mind. I need to rest. We say life goes on but things will never be the same again in France. People are actually nicer to each other on the bus when I go to work in the morning.
I don’t think we can forget what happened to us Charlies on January 7th/9th. I say “Charlie” and I mean it because it’s not a newspaper they attacked, it’s an idea, it’s humor, it’s the proof that we are free to have a religion or not, that we are free to vote for whatever political party we want, it’s the proof that democracy is the best thing that can happen to a country because it’s just fair, it’s the proof that it’s OK to disagree and have opinions. It’s what defines mankind.
It took 17 deaths to realize we were Charlie yesterday, that we are Charlie today and that we’ll be Charlie tomorrow. And they’ll never take that away from us.
To conclude, and before reaffirming what I believe in, a quote from JFK: ‘A man may die, nations may rise and fall, but an idea lives on.’