Hateful Cluster of Cunts

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Life is unfair.

I was struck by this supernova-revelation while reading The Sun. An unlikely source for life changing epiphanies I know, but there you have it. Anyway, there was a photo of a young boy, embarrassed but bursting with pride, standing next to his hero - none other than international super star David Beckham. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy. Beckham, so famous it must cause him actual physical pain, took the time to pose for a picture with one of his fans. Awww, nice one Becks.

But then my eyes fell upon the second photo on the page. No warm cotton-wool fuzziness on display here. Just tragic nauseating horror. The photo showed the same young lad. But he wasn’t standing in this picture. He was sitting on a bench. Alone. He was sitting because both his legs had been blown off by a Taliban bomb. Private Ryan Hewitt, 18, also lost a finger and fractured his spine, jaw and eye socket after stepping on a booby-trap in Afghanistan.

It happened like this. Beckham had a bit of spare time on his hands after tearing his Achilles tendon and missing out on the World Cup. So being the lovely chap he is Becks flew out to Camp Bastion in Afghanistan - a morale-booster for our boys on the front line. Ryan was lucky enough to get a picture taken with his hero. Fast forward a few weeks and Ryan’s contemplating how hard life will be without the use of his legs. It’s a tragedy that highlights the arse-thudding futility of war. It also makes a complete mockery of the ridiculous notion that a benevolent God watches over us.

Life is unfair. And cruel. Always has been always will be. It’s hard enough simply being a human without our government’s lunatic desire to send children to die in illegal wars. Inevitably, acute feelings of rage and horror fade to impotent resignation. We feel helpless against the overwhelming tide of stupidity and nastiness that blights our everyday lives.

But we can make a difference. We really can. I don’t mean to sound like a brainless utopian fantasist but WE REALLY CAN. How about a humble gesture of kindness now and again? How about treating others how you’d like to be treated? At least it’s a start. Just because our government acts like a hateful cluster of cunts doesn’t mean we have to follow suit.