Sunday 17 February 2013

The more things change...


Well, it's almost a week after we got the news at work, and lots of changes have been happening.  People being PEOPLE, have been reacting in some very predictable ways.

We have various "bands" of reactions all clustered around the Grieve Cycle.  We have those that are still mourning, probably in shock of the news, these people are saddened beyond words and are dealing with everything in a way that's just barely above crying in a corner.

We have those that are in denial Still (count me among those for the first few days) we probably clustered around the idea that it wouldn't touch us if anything happened and even that wasn't totally true, but at lease the belief that the first wave was ANYONE but us.

Those that are bargaining?  There's a lot of people trying to prove their uniqueness at the moment, and they are chasing the idea that if they do things well enough they can probably get "off the list".

Then, the weird ones but we couldn't leave them out, are the people that just jump into ANGER out of the blue.  They were ok minutes ago, but the moment they figured that someone else was SAFE, they shot to total denial and ager.

Quite expected really.

Last Friday, while I was thinking about this I received the news that someone very close to my family, who's trying to make a better life for her and her family was mugged.  They weren't even civil about it "cough up the money while we beat the sense out of you".

Poor girl, she was just waiting for the weekend to leave the "not so nice" neighbourhood for a better one where her kids wouldn't be in danger, or her family would be mugged, or even the break-ins would stop.

Why is it that people tend to not want others to do better?  Why is it that they take pride in ensuring that if WE aren't on a path of betterment, NO one should be?

I am sad that this happened to my friend, but I am far more concerned about the fact that civilised workers, in a very clean environment, wholesome and nurturing, would react the same way as random street scum when cornered.


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