Nothing could have prepared us for what happened on our streets in May 2013. On a normal afternoon, when we were all going about our lives, one young brave soldier was heading back to his barracks. His name Lee Rigby. He was a son, a brother, a husband and a father.. And above all he was a soldier.
With our hands on hearts how many of us think every day about our service men and women who are fighting abroad.. men and women who just want to stay alive and come home to their families. As normal citizens we don’t know their names.. we don’t know much about those heroes that are willing to sacrifice their own lives in order to make our lives a whole lot safer.
None of us knew who Lee Rigby was until that fateful afternoon.. when two mindless, scumbags, decided to hack this brave soldier to death and they did this as they say in the name of religion. They didn’t do this in the name of Islam.. and thousands of Muslims up and down this country and worldwide, condemned the actions of these two extremists.. Muslims around the world said this cold bloodied slaying of a soldier will never be in the name of Islam and they stood shoulder to shoulder with our Armed Forces paying homage to this brave soldier.
Though the extremists will forever and a day try to drive a bigger wedge as possible between Christians and Muslims, we as human beings can’t afford to let them win. We can’t turn on each other because that is what the extremists want. They want Christians, Jews, Buddhists fighting with Muslims.. They want to divide and conquer and they will use the name of Islam to do it .
Personally I don’t do religion, there is good and bad in all religions and to be honest.. I think the vast majority of wars and conflicts have been because of religion. Even though I am, what they call an Atheist, I still respect other people’s rights to practice their religion.
As the news was relayed around the world, standing before witnesses and bystanders, these murderers, with blood dripping from their hands wanted the media to see what a barbaric act they had orchestrated.
A young soldier, hacked to death on the streets of Woolwich. The extremists will proclaim that he deserved it because he was a soldier. You ask every soldier whether they want to fight and take the chance of being killed and they will tell you, no. It is our Government and their foreign policy that has caused so much hatred towards the west.. but that is neither here nor there.. they were not the ones to suffer, were they? Lee Rigby suffered, his friends suffered, his family suffered… he comrades suffered.
Each and every one of us owes our lives to men like Lee Rigby… we owe them a huge debt for being service men and women and being prepared to die for their country. Each and every one of us will always remember the name Lee Rigby.
We will remember the names of those that have fallen, those that have been injured and we pray that we never learn any more names… we pray that hostilities will end and all our service men and women come home to their loved ones safe and well.
Today I have been reading the tweets from journalists reporting on the trial .. these two defendants, Michael Adebolajo, 28, and Michael Adebowale, 22, are pleading not guilty to murder.
How the hell they can plead not guilty is beyond me… they were seen hacking this poor soldier to death… that was after they ran him down in a vehicle they were travelling in. They even waited for the police to arrive.. they were seen on camera and they even got people with mobiles to record their messages.
Tweets emanating from the Court are harrowing..
If there is any consolation that the family of Lee Rigby may take is that the court has been told that after the car had hit him, none of the witnesses said he was concious
What consolation it is I don’t know. All I know is that mercifully after being hit by the car Lee was unconscious.
I know our law works on the presumption that you are deemed innocent until proven guilty.. but somehow I think when you have concrete evidence that a person has committed such a heinous crime, then the Judge in the case should be allowed not to accept that plea.
These two murderers are pleading Not Guilty today, so that they can have their day in Court. They are pleading Not Guilty so that the Prosecution has to call the witnesses to the stand so that they have to relive that fateful day all over again.
And above all they are pleading Not Guilty purely to make the family and friends of Lee Rigby, sit through a harrowing trial as the Prosecution will have to give graphic harrowing details of how their friend and loved one died.
The family and friends of Lee Rigby are reliving that nightmare all over again.. during this trial.. my heart goes out to them. Nothing I do or say, will make them feel better, nothing any other person says or does will make them feel better… nothing in this world will bring their Lee back to them. Their hearts today are aching a whole lot more today as they sit through the Court Proceedings.
My thoughts are with Lee’s family as for those two standing in the dock.. normally I believe and trust in our justice system.. but their pleas of Not Guilty have purely been made to make the family of Lee Rigby suffer all over again…. and to be honest, I wouldn’t lose a wink of sleep is someone took these two out the back and shot the b*stards.
The thought that my husband and son are working to pay their taxes to keep filth like that in prison.. makes me sick… Never in a million years would I have ever thought that I would sanction the death penalty, but I do for these two. But no they will be in prison, with 3 meals a day, no bills and a colour TV for the rest of their lives… whilst the rest of us are hard at work paying or them to be there.. that is not justice I am afraid to say.
We must never forget Lee Rigby and we as a nation owe our gratitude to the thousands of men and women who voluntarily sign up to the Armed Forces… That day in Woolwich, it could have been your son or my son.. that day will haunt us for the rest of our lives.
Rest in Peace Lee Rigby.. you are a Hero, it is just sad and tragic how we, the general public, came to know your name.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there – I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush
I am the swift-up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there – I did not die.