saintadatha

sound off.
are you all okay, my fellow londoners?

the roofless bus is right by my (and rainwolfkin's) uni...
and i still can't get hold of some of my friends there.

it's strange.
almost all mobile networks are still down.
texts confirming safety dribble in when they can,
police sirens still fire past my window...

the mechanical response of the city is impressive.
efficient.

the explosions weren't huge:
the strike's were designed to terrorize
and not to demolish. this wasn't the twin towers.
this wasn't mass carnage,
this was disruption and fear.

between the ira and the american attacks
we know how to keep calm.

there is, we see, some value in englishness...

please let me know that we're all well and good.