Scenes from Manchester

[Content Note: Terrorism; injury; death.]

Following Monday night's bombing in Manchester, police have made a number of arrests. The investigation continues—though the UK has reportedly stopped sharing information with the US after administration officials leaked the name of the suspected bomber to the media before the UK had made it public.

Families of those killed are being notified, and dozens of people who were injured remain in hospital being treated. Some have gone home to complete their physical recoveries. Again I want to offer my condolences to the families, friends, and communities of those who were killed. My sympathies to the injured, and to the survivors who were not physically injured but must process this extraordinary trauma. I am so sorry.

Yesterday, one of Manchester's two English Premier League football teams (and the team of which I am a massive, rabid supporter), Manchester United, won the Europa Cup.

It was a huge game for the club even had it not come days after a heinous attack in their city. It meant the difference between whether the team would be in the Champions League next year; it was such a much-needed victory after a season in which so many players suffered catastrophic injuries; it was, perhaps, maybe the last match in which the team captain, the legendary Wayne Rooney, would ever play with Man United. There was a lot riding on it even before Monday night.

The boys delivered a big win for their hometown fans, who needed it for so many reasons. Even their cross-city rivals, Manchester City, celebrated their victory and what it meant this particular week.

The first goal was scored by Paul Pogba, who is a devout Muslim. I don't know how many other Man U fans considered that, but I certainly did—as tears spilled down my cheeks watching a stadium of fans rise to their feet and cheer for him.

This morning, in St. Ann's Square, Mancunians gathered for a moment of silence, which was observed by the entire city. Following the moment of silence, a woman began to sing "Don't Look Back in Anger," a song by Oasis, a Manchester band. The crowd joined in, and they sang together.

There are still so many people hurting, so many people grieving. No number of arrests, no football match, no spontaneous song can change that. This is merely my attempt to recognize what is special about Manchester, and to take up space in solidarity with the people there who are trying to find a way to heal.

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