A Note for the Future

I often wonder what our descendants will think of us.

How they will look back and struggle to understand how a civilisation with all the tools and knowledge still managed to fail so many people. How, with everything we need within reach, we chose comfort over courage and distraction over responsibility.

They will remember powerful men in tailored suits wining and dining while children missed meals, mothers buried before their time, and ordinary people punished simply for standing against cruelty.

And they will ask how we allowed it.

Why we followed orders we knew were wrong instead of finding the courage to say no.

What will we answer? That we believed the lie? That we did not know? That we were too busy, too tired, too comfortable to care? That change does not suit us?

History will judge us more harshly than any sermon ever could, because we cannot claim ignorance. We had the lessons of the past, and the knowledge of the present.

Yet we still invited corruption at our tables, allowed greed to shape our values and traded our attention and humanity for cheap distractions.

We let technology dazzle us while truth became optional. We allowed hollow ambitions to replace real purpose.

We watched as fragile leaders played out their fantasies of power. Spreading nonsense, sowing discord, blaming the innocent, and then pretending to be victims of the chaos they created.

But this is not the whole story.

Because the devil has not won, and will not.

Hope is not lost. The darkness has not consumed us all. Hatred may be loud but does not last.

I still see people defending their communities and protecting those who cannot protect themselves. I see strangers standing together, helping one another, refusing to surrender their decency.

Among the noise and anger, there are still those who choose to be human.

Humanity is not lost. We are still here.

I grew up believing that together we are stronger. Britain has always been a land of many peoples—accents, languages, counties and nations bound into one. That is what the United Kingdom has always meant.

And this idea is not bound to a single sovereign.

There is great power in recognising that division weakens us and delights our adversaries. While solidarity sustains us and keeps the political bird from flying in circles.

We must look ahead toward peace instead of arguing left or right.

Our shared histories and pain is what binds us. Our values for freedom, democracy and harmony tie us together. Our mortality is what reminds us we are equals, reminds us we are only human, and we are not beyond the powers that be.

It reminds us that life is fragile, brief, and precious. That every life matters, even those who have darkness in their hearts. Because it is vital that we will not fall into the same trap they did so that justice can never be avoided.

To understand evil you must face it. Take it from this English lady learning Irish history. Or our German friends not running from their past.

Because if you feel uneasy - good.

If you're scared - good.

Use that feeling to make the right choices. Every act, every decision must be guided with humanity at is core.

So that when our descendants look back, they do not see a generation that turned away. They will see a generation that finally understood what was at stake.

They will see that when it mattered most, we chose courage over comfort.

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