It’s more a question of allowing oneself to be happy, really. Especially when the world is filled with so much unhappiness. I talk to him about it. How would you being unhappy on their behalf help them? he asks with his usual wisdom. Nothing, I say. And it wouldn’t. Can’t I be happy and still remember – still pray for the end to violence, to hunger, to war? It all sounds so platitudinous. I can be more specific. France talks of recognising their state. I hope we follow suit. Take a stand. Feed them. Honour them. Save them. Now. Please.
