Mick Deacon, the Brit who is temporarily in the US to see his girlfriend and who has featured in a few of my recent blogs, is trying to get back to the UK – with little success so far. He writes:
I currently have no flight back. My March flight was cancelled and I am just sat here, waiting for British Airways to answer the phone.
Last week, on the anniversary of the 6th January attack on the Capitol, I was watching some political lady talking about the insurrection. It sounded absolutely terrifying.
You just can’t believe what people will do for Trump. It’s like a cult. Intelligent people indoctrinated by his hate and sense of superiority. The man has the figure of a beach ball and a face that looks like a flame blower who didn’t realise which way the wind was blowing.
I just find it so concerning what’s happening here. There are some very nice friendly people here. I’ve seen some stunning countryside, listened to fabulous music and eaten fabulous food and enjoyed watching football matches (which has never happened in England).
But there is a feeling of fear from the guns, the pressure people are under, the poverty and mental health problems.
Friends here don’t watch the news because they don’t want to know. I travelled blissfully unaware before; I would always read situations and was never stupid so I never hit a spot of trouble.
I know the media is not to be trusted but I wonder would you love your country if you knew about a quieter, safer one? It’s where we grow up, our culture, familiarity. Would you be so patriotic if you were suddenly taken to a place that wasn’t so expensive, without so much gun crime? Would you turn round and think Wow! Why did I put up with that for so long?
Yesterday there was a story on the news about a car valet worker who was shot when asking for payment from the guest. Apparently there was a heated conversation and the guest shot and killed the valet person and tried to imply it was self defence.
It really made me realise something.
I had been told before if you see trouble – arguments, whatever – Do not try to help – Run… and call for help only when you are out of the area.
This was from a man who spoke to me when I was walking the dog when I first came here.
What I realise from the news is that many people here are in a constant fear/attack mode not knowing if they will get shot.
So people shoot first and think later over what is often something trivial.
Arguments quickly escalate.
There are also people who have no patience who try to blame it on the melting pot of violence, when they have committed a crime.
So I am sat here, waiting for British Airways to answer the phone.