To the latest victims of the barbarism devouring us: I offer my most heartfelt sympathies, apologies and condolences.
And to the many British friends and relatives who have so enriched my experience of life, I can only say this: during this dreadful period of mourning, try to remember your Lear:
Wipe thine eyes; The good years shall devour them,
flesh and fell, Ere they make us weep. We'll see'em
starved first. (V.iii)