It’s the morning of October 12 here in Australia and New Zealand. A year ago today, a small band of religious nutjobs decided it would be a good idea to detonate a bomb outside a nightclub in Bali, and kill 202 people, mostly young, carefree backpackers with most of their lives yet to be lived.
My little nation of 20 million people lost 88 souls in the terrible explosion and fire. New Zealand also lost some of her young citizens, and many other nations were also represented, and shared our loss.
The culprits have been rounded up, and two of them have been sentenced to death. As an opponent of the death penalty, now I’m not sure how I feel, especially at the thought of the image of an unrepentant Amrozi smugly grinning at the cameras in the coutroom. Well sorry mate, you ain’t going to get your 88 virgins where you are going.
We will not be beaten.