The love and solidarity of Mancunians shone through in their immediate response to the attack on the Arena. Let’s celebrate the city’s warmth and diversity
The hatred that drives someone to detonate themselves in a crowd of children and teenagers at a concert is impossible to reason with, to quantify, to properly understand. There’s a unique thrill of a gig at that age: those who went would have counted down the days, texted and WhatsApped their excitement in the hours leading up to it, and sang along with their parents and friends. You get this special sense of togetherness at a concert, instantly bound to strangers by your shared love of music that forms the soundtrack to your life. To listen to that joy, to see it etched on the faces of children, and then ensure the last thing you ever do is ensure their parents never hear them laugh again – that perverse hatred cannot be rationalised.