Grey

ok, so the london tragedy... let's talk about it. kinda.

me being me and refusing to watch newscasts of it if i can help it, i dont exactly know a great deal about it. i was worse with 9-11. i would get mad if anyone even mentioned it within a few days of it happening, i didnt want to know it was real.

what's wrong with the fucking world?
can't people get on the subway and go to work without worrying if they're gonna get blown up? cant people dance the night away in a nightclub and not eye the car across the road wondering if its going to explode? cant people go work in their offices without looking out the window and tensing at each plane that passes?

i was talking about me getting excited when the shadow of a plane goes over me - part of that is somewhere in the back of my head there's a small touch of relief that its just the shadow on me for a few seconds, and that that plane will soon land at its destination and the passengers will get off safely and meet their loved ones at the airport and for them the world will keep on turning just fine.

but what about the all the others? what about the people we lost in New York and Bali and London? the world is becoming far less of a safe place.

so what about us? i know that Australia took a big hit in the Bali bombing... but that was Bali... not Australia. as i write this i look out on the unseasonably blue sky today and wonder how long will it be until i stop just hearing the stories of loss, but play a role in one.

my logical mind tells me that Adelaide is no new york or bali or london. and that i'm safe here. but there's the ripples in the pond that can reach even as far as lil old adelaide.

i know this post isnt exactly cutting edge insight. and that i didnt really touch in any depth on anything. but that's what i'm thinking right now. the endless list of terrorist attacks and the war and all the death and pain and suffering; it's not something i can talk about to any great length. it's stupid cos its not like i've been directly affected yet. but it just pains me to acknowledge that this is really whats happening in the world.

all i can do is what anyone else can: keep on living and sending prayers/karma/good vibes/whatever you want to call it, to those that have already suffered from all of this in any form.

"Ernest Hemingway once said 'the world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.' I agree with the second part." - william somerset, Seven, Andrew Kevin Walker

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