The way the world works is, to me, a bit like a playground.
Alliances are formed over the sharing of tuck, games with almost incomprehensible rules are played and more often than not someone’s crying over a stolen toy or fighting about some slight.
There are always the bigger kids, who generally ignore those from other classes.
When the smaller kids play games with each other, the bigger kids might take a mild interest, but aren’t really bothered about what’s going on.
There’s a very good reason for that. The games have nothing to do, directly, with the bigger kids. They’ve got their own playground agendas to follow, so don’t trouble themselves with the alliances of the smaller kids.
But what happens when the games those other children play have horrific consequences? Do the bigger kids stand idly by, letting them continue, or do they wade in and stop them?
I’ve always been a big fan of helping others, of protecting people from bullies and of restoring peace to the playground.
So I’ve always been an equally big fan of helping those people who are being persecuted by their own governments, or the governments of other nations.
Around 100,000 people have died in Syria, and the government there has more than likely been using chemical weapons on its own people in an escalation of the civil war.
More than two million people have had to flee the country, dodging sniper bullets as they cross the border into Jordan.
This unrest has been going on since the Arab Spring began in 2011, and the people wanted President Al-Assad out. We have not taken action, mainly because Syria has the capability to fight back.
But the sheer number of people who are dying to keep one man in office prompted David Cameron to seek a vote on whether we should go to war with Syria. That vote failed. For once, and I’m a bit afraid to say it, I’m glad.
It would have been no Libya. It would more likely be another Iraq war – a war we cannot afford, and based on facts that have not been proven beyond doubt.
I hate to think of people dying but, this time, I’m glad we aren’t crossing the playground to intervene.