I am sitting here, on a Wednesday evening, trying to put into words my feelings about what happened in Sydney this week.
So many emotions.
Anger that a crackpot with a shotgun killed two innocent people, injured others and traumatized people who were simply stopping for coffee on a Monday morning.
Grief and sadness for the families of those that died.
It is so hard to believe that such a terrible thing happened here in Australia but what is pretty awesome is the way people are refusing to allow it to generate an atmosphere of fear.
As more information surfaces, it appears more that this man was violent and deluded and very probably felt he had nothing to lose.
He and his actions have been condemned by Muslim leaders and he certainly appears to have been working alone.
As I watched the constant news reports both during and after, I couldn’t help comparing it less to the terrorist attacks such as what happened in Canada recently, and more to those random school shootings in the USA and even the Port Arthur mass shooting, where a lone gunman with his own twisted agenda took the lives of innocents. I can’t help wondering too, if the death toll would have been much higher if our country’s gun laws were not as strict.
But this is only my opinion, my attempt to make sense of the senseless.
Needless to say, it will have a impact on our society. Questions need to be answered.
What I am proud of though is how people have reacted in rejecting the racist angle. Instead offering support and protection to anybody who might feel threatened because of their dress, while riding public transport. Within hours #illridewityou was trending and retweeted thousands of times.
This is what being Australian is about. We look after our mates.
In other news, I am officially over the madness of Christmas. My shopping is done, although the gifts are still to be wrapped.
Been horribly busy at work, I have had to deal with unexpected financial stuff that required nearly two hours on the phone to a government department and I had three paintings accepted into a major regional art show.
Cross that off the bucket list.
This one “City Lights”
And this one “Just the Tonic”
And this one “Autumn Vines”
Certainly will be nice to sell them, but I wont hold my breath. Just getting in to the exhibition is a buzz in itself.
So despite the awful stuff, there has been some awesomeness too.
Weekend is coming, last art class of the year and Hubby is apparently taking me out to dinner for my birthday
Cuppa tea time.
Keep smiling friends. And in this crazy world, find your sunshine and then breathe.