A letter from a tired European.
"Among all the outrage, threats, complicity, complacency and even the furious emotions of grief, I cannot feel anything but one thing – I am tired.
I am tired because I’ve seen this happen so many times, that all I can do is sight. I am tired because I realize this is a very egotistical feeling. I am sad that someone died, but I am sadder that I am impervious to all those feelings of rage and sadness everyone around me seem to express. I am tired of the political implications, tired of considering between legal prosecution or terrorist labeling, or all-out retaliation war.
And I am especially tired because I know, due to this very particular feeling, I am more than willing to let go of what my entire culture believes in – democracy, freedom, opportunity – if by sacrificing those, only for a short moment, I can guarantee the other need I have – security.
I am tired because my people, with so many different faces and cultures, all share these maximums of freedom because we have suffered so much. I am tired because the things in which our entire cultures were based around - warfare, fear, conquest - things we have tried so hard to do away with, are coming back, because of you.
I am tired because it nearly destroyd us and the rest of the world three times (until now) and still the world seems to not learn for this. We have, to a point.
I do not care for war, because I have suffered war so many times, I just want it away, unsolved yet diminished in my eyes.
I am also tired because, and call me hypocrite, colonial and racist all you want; I know that many of you only exist today as you do because of us. To this particular group: You only exist because we allow you to. You can deny it all you want, you can take offense all you want, but history does not lie, and the real world is more than words of imaginary ideals.
I am particularly tired that, we allow you, both in our homes and yours, and you – minority that you may be – still accuse us and judge us for our culture, that allows the very existence of yours – so very different from ours.
I am tired because I know I, deep down, I will not defend those innocent among you.
Those who so valiantly choose our homes over yours, for the promise of a better future.
Those who so bravely adapted to us but kept alive what made them so unique, so beautiful.
Those who so tirelessly raised you to be better than you are.
Those who so amazingly shown us that we are no better than you are.
And I am tired, because I know I will not stop the rage against you and those you love. These innocents whose only crime is to share a culture with you, something so simple as a religion.
I am tired because I know you are as selfish as I am. I am tired because in your selfishness you would sacrifice not only yourself but also all the innocents you call family, for an idea so outdated as time itself. I am tired because, in my selfishness, I would sacrifice those you love as well.
Know this. I am tired. But this feeling will very easily turn to anger, and soon, due to your actions, I will no longer be the uninterested fellow that stands between you and the mob. Due to your stupidity, I will lose patience, and soon the entire might of a civilization born and bred in war will fall on you, because WE are tired.
And as tired as we might be, we will win. We have the will, we have the equipment, we have the history. And you and your most innocent family, whose crimes are none, will perish, and your entire culture will be sadly erased form history.
I am tired because you exploit nothing but our complacency, our willingness to believe in our own ideals, but even that will end if the threat is too high.
And I am tired that I feel this way.
Take this as you will – a warning, a threat, an offense. I have stopped caring a while ago.
Know that you will lose."