Libya to Italy

My little Eritrean foster brother was upset this morning.

He was upset because he had seen on Facebook the news that hundreds of people have drowned on the crossing from Libya to Italy just this week. A boat journey that he himself made in this last year as part of his traumatic journey to safety.

The news had hit him hard. Hundreds of Eritreans, just like him, with a very different fate.

As he searched through the newspaper, he was even more upset at the lack of coverage, whilst the death of Mohamed Ali was impossible to miss.

Why do we mourn one person, but somehow manage to dehumanise the death of hundreds? Often turning a blind eye.

We are all connected. As soon as we communally realise that we’re all in this together, the sooner we will all benefit.