Thursday, April 18, 2013
[Two brothers set off a bomb on April 15, 2013, at the 117th. running of the Boston Marathon]
I do not know you. I do not want to know you. But I know of you.
You are the epitome of cowardice.
You are a heartless, heinous hooligan.
You have no soul.
You are full of evil.
You have no joy.
You are filled with hate.
You are cruel.
You are desperate and demonic.
You are abusive.
You are a bully, a brute, and barbaric.
You are senseless and satanic.
You are merciless and monstrous.
I have nothing more to say about you.
Let me tell you about us, Marathoners.
We are everything you are not; you will never be who we are and what we are made of.
We run this race to commemorate the great Greek Soldier Pheidippides who was chosen to deliver a message to a commander in Athens, and he ran from the town of Marathon to Athens. He ran a grueling 26.2 miles nonstop to carry out his noble mission and upon delivering the message dropped dead because of exhaustion. Such was Pheidippides’s dedication, endurance, and courage.
You will never understand what a noble mission is.
We are a global fraternity of men, women, and children who think of Pheidippides, his courage, dedication, and endurance. When we undertake to run the marathon, we know what it takes to run 26.2 miles, in hot sun, rain, ice, snow, hail. We run uphill and run downhill; we run on asphalt and muddy roads; we run bare feet, and we run wearing shoes; some are on wheelchairs and some on handcycles. It takes courage to undertake a marathon run.
You will never understand what courage is.
We endure pain. We suffer shin splits; we suffer from blisters; we experience chaffing; we get nausea; we get dehydrated; get sunburnt; get muscle cramps; experience sprains, strains and stress fractures; we hit the wall. Yet we endure.
You will never understand our endurance.
We are outdoors and are out in the open.
We are cheered on by every man woman and child along the route. When we tire and struggle, we hear them calling us by our name and encourage us to keep ongoing.
They give us water and banana and pour us with an abundance of the human spirit that propels us toward the finish line. They run the marathon through us, and we finish the marathon because of them. We love the marathon, and all marathoners love us.
The public loves us, and we love them for their joyous spirit that drives us.
You will never understand what love is.
Boston Marathon, where you chose to raise your ugly head, has been run for 117 years. It has been there long before you were born. It will be there long after you and your kind are gone from this earth. We marathoners work hard to get a chance to run this event. We run every marathon that is a qualifier to get our timing so that we could qualify for this significant global event. Marathoners from all over the world come to take part in this event. We will still be running to get qualified for Boston. Boston Marathon will still be run every year.
People will still be coming here from all over the world to run the Boston Marathon and watch marathoners run this race.
You can hide in the shadows of your cruel evil mind.
We are 26.2 and You, Zero!
