pity is what you feel for the troubles of others.  I’m thinking of the 30,000 odd workers who come over the border every day to earn their daily bread, and the fact that we’re now preventing them to get through the cracks in the wall makes me pity them and their families for losing their income.  But when I see what happened in Bucha today – I don’t feel pity.  I feel horrified.  It is the kind of horror one should never overcome – but should do everything to prevent happening again.  I’m sure the Russian people don’t get to see the terrifying footage of a random slaughter of hundreds – because they would never be able to sit quietly after that.  And I’m sure we will do everything we can to make sure that they do see it.