As some of you may know and some of you may not, New Zealand- my home country- has recently been hit with a fairly massive earthquake. Given that this is New Zealand, where we can't wake up unless a fairly solid shake comes through, this is nothing much, really.
The problem is that it happened in Christchurch, which, JUST THREE MONTHS PRIOR, had been hit by an EVEN MORE massive quake. That one hit at four in the morning and didn't kill anyone, but the second one did. Many people. To quote Australian Foreign Minister Kevin Rudd, "This is just unfair." And he was talking about the quake.
So New Zealand is now in a combination of mourning and full-on rescue mode, the death toll is mounting, everyone knows someone who knows someone who either died or lost someone, and then...
Now, I know, this is just someone getting their jollies off by claiming that this was an 'act of god' caused by, as usual, acceptance of homosexuals. In the past, I would have just shrugged and thought, "Oh, internet, you predictable whore you." I probably would have chuckled self-righteously to myself and read through everything. But right now? When you have to deal with the event personally?
It's been three fucking days. There are still people trapped, a lot of the city has no water, some of it has no power, everyone's either panic-buying or mourning. A lot of people are going hungry. Some of the oldest and most iconic buildings in the city have been thoroughly destroyed, including the spire of the church that is in every tourist promo for the city that has ever been shot. One person I work with just found out her old house was destroyed. My dad, luckily enough, survived the shake without injury and is now home.
And these people have the nerve to blame it ON US.
edited 24th Feb '11 2:11:35 PM by Somfin