Today is a day history will remember. The day the west declared war against the east — the day NATO (France included) declared war against Syria and Iran. This comes after two days of catastrophic rioting around the world and two months, one week, and four days after one of the worst terrorist attacks in world history. Most countries have closed their borders. Some airports have literally turned incoming jets away, allowing them only to land, refuel, then return immediately to their country of origin.
The world has taken up arms, and it is, well… disconcerting.
Sure, we all saw this coming — sure, we expected it — but now that it’s actually here, the reality is paralyzing. We are at war, but no one can seem to tell us exactly who with. The abstractness of the enemy makes them omnipresent, mythic. And if the declaration of war was meant to calm domestic hostilities, it hasn’t worked. Rioting is worse than ever. Even here in Dallas mobs are forming on the street just outside our office. I can hear them as I type.
The government is urging people to stock up on necessities, and we are urging people to do the same. There is a time for optimism. There is a time for positivity. This is not it.
Normalcy is now something of a quaint idea, a relic of the past. I can barely remember it. What we are experiencing now is an upheaval — a historical, sociological, psychological, geographical upheaval — and our world will never be the same.