What a momentous and emotional day it's been, and I say that as someone who isn't from the city, who isn't a survivor or one of the families of survivors/victims so I cannot even begin to understand how this day has affected them. Emotions must be going haywire, eyes must be wet or red after considerable tears. Hearts and minds must be tired but feeling a mix of happiness and sadness, closure and vindication.
I said this earlier, but nobody fights 27 years for a lie. That's because to fight for something for so long, to fight for the truth that campaigners knew existed but was being covered up, you have to passionately believe in what you're fighting for. Nelson Mandela was in prison for 27 of his 95 years and he never gave up hope of one day being free, of living in a South Africa where the evils of apartheid had been wiped away from his beloved nation. If he had thought for one moment that his fight was wrong, that his desires went against the truth rather than being the truth, then he would never have lasted those 27 years.