Whoa, I hadn’t been aware that the shootings in DC were getting so much attention. Now it starts to sound more worrisome than when I first read it in the news: murmurs of terrorism are in the air. And not 9-11 planes-and-buildings terrorism, but smaller, “grassroots” type ambushes, of the sort which could terrorize people at the neighborhood level.
One reason I breezed over the news story initially was because of my origins in a city where these things happen almost regularly. Everyday in Manila I would step out into the streets, ride jeepneys and buses, and walk the streets of Parañaque and Baclaran and Makati and QC; always aware that a holdup, robbery, shooting, or terrorist bombing could take place. The prevailing mentality of the general populace was that “if it’s your time, it’s your time.” Not a particularly encouraging or uplifting mode of thought, but one which hung over us all like a cloud anyway, as we went about our lives in that choked urban jungle.