Something that I'm finding really difficult to deal with right now is the rubbernecking gloating people.
I can understand and appreciate that NZ is not a large country, and that with 2 degrees of separation we are all connected in some way.
Do people really have to prove their levels of testosterone by fabricating stories of heroism? Or grieving and sorrow?
My house is uninhabitable status updates on facebook for instance, one day before posting photos cooking in the kitchen of the house.
As a city we are all hurting, more often than not for the sheer enormity of the situation, for other peoples hurting and pain. Because in large a lot of us feel helpless. We can not promise our loved ones or neighbours that everything will be okay, when the future for us and the inevitability of another natural disaster that compares is so uncertain.
Tens of thousands of people left Christchurch last week, for fear of what mother nature will do next, some with no home left to speak of, losing loved ones and feeling as though faith in our city was a waste of time. I really feel for these people.
I have a whole different kind of feeling, for those desperate to use the situation to show boat, to be the most worse off, to get praise for false acts of bravery.
Again I do get that we all have different ways of coping, but I just find it utterly disrespectful and hope that eventually these foolish folk grow up at some point, and get honest with themselves, and give the praise and focus to those who deserve and need it.
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