The Financial Times is one of my favorite newspapers. When I fly to Europe, I pick up an FT an read away for a couple of hours, enjoying the fantastic writing and thoughtful views of our changing world.
When I am in Wisconsin, I go to Scotty’s EAT MOR, a wonderful breakfast dive run by a brother and a sister, and their friend. I was the guy, for several years, who brough in the “pink paper”, and left copies there all week. My fellow EAT MOR types liked the paper and would comment on some of the columns.
I found out about the attacks in Paris through Simon Kuper’s twitter commentary. Here is his column on his night in the Stade de France and the terror in the city he has called home for 13 years.
Oh, and consider FT.com as a great resource for learning about the world around us.
I was sitting in the stadium watching the France-Germany football match when I heard the first explosion. It was very loud, and seemed to come from just outside the stadium. Most people ignored it, or even cheered: football crowds are used to firecrackers. Even after the second explosion, a few minutes later, the crowd remained in good humour and the game continued.
France-Germany is the sort of top-class entertainment that people live in Paris for: the world champions visiting the country that in seven months’ time is due to host the European Championships. Hours after the game, we found out that two suicide attacks had killed five people and injured many more just outside the stadium, a few hundred metres from our seats. More than 100 died in the city centre in separate attacks.
It was an evening of uncertainty, of trying to find out what on earth was happening. After the explosions, the crowd, bizarrely, continued to follow the match and cheer the French goals. I had stopped watching. I was on my laptop, following the rolling, horrible news, and asking myself: should I be raising my children here?
To read the following article in its complete form, please go to: http://www.ft.com/cms/s/2/d35896c8-8a67-11e5-9f8c-a8d619fa707c.html#ixzz3rWHhIjTE