No, I’ve never visited Notre-Dame. It’s always been on my list, but I’ve never been to France yet, despite multiple trips to Europe. It was one of those things, like Rome or Athens, that would simply always be there, when I got around to visiting.
Now it will never be the same. The century of art, architecture, the power of millions of people praying in that sacred space. Burned away in a few short, horrible hours.
I’m not Catholic and have never been so, but I admire the exquisite art and architecture of their churches and cathedrals. While it looks like many artifacts were saved, the stained glass window and soaring buttresses are now crumbling dust.
Even those treasures of humanity that are well-protected and well-cared for can be destroyed in a careless moment. This looks to have been an accident. But other incidents – like the defiling of standing stones or ancient churches – are more deliberate.
Why destroy the sacred? Why kill beauty? What is the thought process from making the world an uglier, plainer place?
How can we, as humans, be capable of creating such breathtaking beauty, such wondrous monuments, and then destroy them in a fit of pique or carelessness?