I am not japanese, and I don’t even live in Japan. But the nuclear disaster of Fukushima Daiichi has changed my life…

When the earthquake and tsunami happened, I was shocked and overwhelmed by the tragedy of Japanese people. And then, IT happened… At this time, I did not know anything about nuclear power. Although I was french and was a child during Chernobyl, I was just blind…

When Fukushima began, I was an adult. I was able to find information by myself. Now, I see…
I see the suffering of people in Japan…
I see children coldly sacrified for profit…
I see parents struggling with the fear…
I see the suffocating silent…
I hear the long and deep cry of human faced with injustice…
And, right above this montain of anger and pain, I see you, my son, surrounded by horror and danger… The world was full of flowers and butterflies ; it is now a place for radionucleides and tears… And this is my fault, because I’ve never done anything to avoid that…

On 11 march 2012, as each day since 2011, let’s stand up…
…so all the people living in Japan will know that we terribly think about them,
… so all the governements in the world will know that we’ll never forgive their crimes against the people of Japan,
… so we’ll fight together to require the shutdown of nuclear power plants worldwide.
And so all of our children can play in a wide garden, full of flowers and butterflies… It is maybe our last chance…’