And so it continues. Men and women who are by most definitions noble, but who march to different tunes and under different flags, go out to subdue, and if necessary kill, each other. Most of them are brave, though few are fearless. But then, what is bravery, if not confronting fears and nightmares? And there must be many of those.

Amongst those the attackers would subdue, these horrors must include the death of loved ones. There have been many of those too. Mostly innocent – men, women and children, going about hurried business in crowded streets when bolts from hell strike them down. As I write, I hear of women and children fleeing in a mini-bus only to be cut to shreds by those who claim to be liberating them. Well, they’re free now alright.

The list goes on. There’s the British convoy attacked by an American pilot. He killed one and wounded several. They described him as “a cowboy”. Like his president, then.