From the depths of despair rises the true Australian spirit

February 9, 2009

I’m still just….fuck.

Victoria is like a morgue today. People are quiet, the look of horror on their faces, even if they weren’t directly affected.

This isn’t to say that they are some how worse off than those who were directly affected; they simply aren’t. But this State is in a state of shock, that is made worse every time we turn on a radio or view tweets or online video footage.

There is nothing more depressing than hearing reports of a rising death toll, or seeing the Prime Minister on television look like he’s seen a ghost, and on the verge of breaking down.

This is the worst disaster in Australian peace time history, and for those who were born in the 70s or later, their lifetime.

And yet from the depths of despair rises the true Australian spirit.

I saw a man on TV last night who had lost everything not complaining of his loss, but praising that unlike his neighbor, he had survived.

The fire fighters, most volunteers working non stop for days to save more lifes.

The outpouring of support, through donations from individuals and business. I didn’t get to make my donation to the Red Cross until this afternoon because they had so much traffic the site was nearly constantly offline.

Even in its darkest hour, Australians rally together. That is the true Australian spirit.