no.

once upon a time, when i was still young and arrogant enough to think that i could make sense of the world, i would take sides. pass judgement along with my ideas of right and wrong. but in the end, right or wrong really do not matter, do they?



i know the opponents in this war will look at these pictures with their own perspectives, they will never see what i see: just a little kid, who could have been any little kid, hurt. people, random everyday people, scared to death.
i've heard both sides accuse the other of staging these scenes, messing with the media. but not now. i've read enough on the matter to know that there is no easy way out (maybe there would be if i could even understand it all).



but again, to be quite frank and honest: it does not matter. in the end, what matters to me is the realization that i have never lived without this happening in the far background, and by the looks of it i will never, in my life, see this crisis come to an end.
i could cry over that. i am, actually.