We weren’t downtown a week ago when it
happened having spent the previous day and night at the cottage with friends.
The first reports of the horrific Barcelona van attack had reached us sometime
between dinner and sauna bathing.
On Friday afternoon, when we were on an
outing on the Ruissalo island my son living in Helsinki called checking on us.
He had just read an alarming piece of news about several stabbings in Turku
only one block from where we live.
We later learned I got the call 30min after
the police had received the first report of the incident and the perpetrator had been caught three minutes thereafter by shooting him in the leg.
During those few minutes, the 18-year-old
Moroccan – should those be his actual age and nationality – had managed to stab
eight women plus two men who had rushed to the rescue of the victims. He
started the attack at the market square and tried to flee running two blocks
towards another square, the one under which we have our rented parking space, slashing
his knife or maybe two arbitrarily stabbing female passers-by on his way.
Two of the victims died, two are still in
intensive care connected to a ventilator because of injuries in the neck area.
For the very first time in our country the crime is now investigated as an act
of terrorism.
My first emotion was disbelief. Surely not
in our beautiful tranquil hometown with less than 200,000 inhabitants, surely
not in the middle of a sunny Friday afternoon in Finland, the safest country in the world. By the time of our first visit to the site on Saturday, the feeling
had turned into sorrow not only because of the innocent victims but also
because of the disturbing fact that even in this day and age there are
people who can be lured to believe in violence.
What also makes me sad is domestic
intolerance, the people who are eager to label every innocent foreign-looking
person, even children who were born here, somehow accountable for the actions
of a misguided madman. Even after they’ve learned that several of the men rushing to help or running after
the attacker were immigrants, one of them an asylum seeker even.
