Explosion at the Boston Marathon
“The end of a marathon is a soft target. The scene is always chaotic. Runners are delirious. Friends of the runners are racing about. No one goes through any security; no one searches any bags. There are Gatorade cups strewn about, piles of running gear. People are hyperventilating, crying, celebrating. And today, in Boston, though we don’t know what caused it—an accident, a deliberate act—there was horror. A celebratory gunshot started the race, and then, just over four hours later, two explosions near the finish line ended it.”
(via the New Yorker)
I can’t believe or understand why anyone would do something so horrific like this.