UK Riots

For the second evening in a row I find myself glued to the television news channels, unable to tear myself aware from the horror unfolding across the UK.

It started out in London, moved to Birmingham, then Bristol and Liverpool and now Nottingham and Manchester.

Riots everywhere. Fires burning, hot and fierce. Alarms blaring out. Homes and Businesses lost.

Already 1 person has lost his life, a 26 year old man, shot during the riots in Croydon. He lost his battle to live this morning. He was 26, a year younger than me. It’s heart breaking.

The news seems to be mainly concentrating on Birmingham and Manchester. The riots across London seem to be calming down (knock on wood).

There have been 111 police officers and 5 police dogs injured. Over 500 arrested. Custody suites throughout London are full to the seams, practically bursting. Sky News are reporting that one of the rioters and looters arrested was just 11 years old.

What is the world coming to when the police are arresting 11 year olds for public disorder? Where are their parents?

This is a horrific time for the UK. My heart goes out to those affected and my deepest and sincerest thanks goes out to our emergency services for their continued hard work during this difficult and trying time.

a city in flames

Last night I sat glued to my television, flicking from news channel to news channel, horrified.
I stayed up way later than I should of, watching horror after horror unfold.
I listened and watched the reports as it got closer and closer to my home, not frightened, not yet.
I woke this morning, showered, dressed and grabbed breakfast, glued, yet again, to the news reports. The horror continued into the night.

My city is literally burning to the ground and it’s heart breaking. Thousands have lost their homes, businesses, jobs, cars, and lives in a matter of days, adding to what is already a difficult time across the country.

What started off as a peaceful process to complain about the death of Mark Duggan has turned into an absolute slaughter-fest across London. The stories surrounding his death are not crystal clear and the IPCC are investigating, but I suspect it will be a while before we find out the entire story.

His death is being used as an excuse to destroy our city and economy. An excuse for yobs to terrify the Capital City. An excuse to steal what they can’t afford. An excuse to create mayhem.

The police are working flat out to bring control to the streets.
The fire service is working flat out to bring fires across the city under control.
The London Ambulance service and hospitals are rushed off their feet, helping those injured, suffering smoke inhalation and most likely panic and anxiety attacks, not to mention regular emergencies.

Looting and Rioting has spread to Birmingham, Bristol, and other cities.

My heart breaks for London and it’s people. My heart breaks for those who have lost everything.

Anger wells up inside of me, these people are creating absolute chaos and a part of me wants to grab the nearest shotgun and start taking people out.

I’m wondering when this will end. When will London be controlled again. How much damage has been done and how long it will take for people to recover, for London to recover.

It’s a sad week for London. A sad week for the UK.