I’ve been a bit hot under the collar since the European elections, I do confess. The child of people who looked fascism in the eye during WWII (my mother as a Red Cross volunteer during the Blitz, my father in occupied Denmark), I now find myself having to write to my uncle, who fought in the Danish Resistance, and tell him we’ve elected a closet nazi to represent us in the European Parliament. It left me ashamed, and angry.
And then I read this, wonderful, forgiving, eloquent and powerful observation. Thank you, Tom Attah, for giving me hope, and perspective.
No really, read it now.