When currency of life is devalued, no longer exchangeable, just disposable

This rather personal missive landed in my in-box through Tumaini’s grandma’s network. Its author is in London; the granny is in Congo, but it is about Mpeketoni, and it contains grains of wisdom worth sharing with my readers. I shall reproduce the note in its entirety:

In the aftermath of Mpeketoni, I am made aware of how conflicts have changed. I was in Britain during most of the years of the provisional Irish Republican Army (IRA) campaign for independence from UK.