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22 September 2010 @ 03:36 pm
I went to see a very sad play yesterday. By sad I don't mean opposite of happy (though it was by no means happy) but stark, truthful and desolate. Called Waiting it was written by Victoria Brittain and based on the women living in the UK whose husbands had been falsely accused of terrorism and sent to Guantanamo Bay without any charges brought forward. 

It was very hard to sit throw it all - sometimes I enjoy pretending that the country I live in isn't completely hypocritical when it comes to human rights. As one ex-lawyer in the play mentioned - this country sends people abroad to educate them on how to treat other humans yet they themselves are fully aware and complicit in what was happening to the people charged with conspiracy to terrorism. And these people were never found guilty. 
But I am so glad that I did go to see it. It made me understand things a little more. 

And on a completely different topic, guess who is going to Madrid??