Sorry, as hard as I try I really can’t give a toss about teenage jihadists

For weeks now the mainstream media has tried to make us all feel sorry for the three teenage girls who sneaked out of the UK and went off to join the savages of ISIS.

As far as broadcasters like Sky and the BBC have been concerned, Britain has lost some future Nobel Prize winners rather than useless individuals who have chosen to go off and join a fascist death cult.

I’ve tried to feel sorry for them, Lord knows I’ve tried, but I can’t help thinking ‘if they love the murderous butchers of ISIS so much then good riddance to bad rubbish’. I’ve tried to feel sorry for their families but again found a reason not to, in that case it was ‘what sort of family environment produces children whose moral compass is so easily pointed towards approval of murderous savages’.

I tried to put myself in their shoes and think back to the political mistakes I made when I was young but there was no comparison. I might have spouted some naïve political bullshit at that time but I knew right from wrong. I would never have joined a group like ISIS nor would I have directly supported or joined or volunteered to fight with any terrorist group.

No, beyond the normal humane feeling that here are three lives that have been thrown away, I find that I really cannot give a toss about them…