Earthquake from this place
To the collection of blogs, articles, and tweets that have been written in these days about the earthquake, I add one more, mostly as a release, and truthfully, I would feel strange writing about something else without mentioning a little about this. Maybe I feel like I’m grieving, and this is the black ribbon on my blog.
Unfortunately, these things are inevitable, and I think we don’t have many paths other than a little resignation to move forward. We need a little cool-headedness, and the problem is that in a situation like this, it’s challenging to keep a cool head. We don’t know what to do, we talk nonsense, we get confused, and we don’t know which way to turn.
I think the solution is to think before the next tragedy, which is expected in these cases, to save us all the energy we have spent discussing whether or not to mourn, whether or not to evacuate, whether or not it’s an emergency, whether there is Palmares or not. At this moment, I feel that so much discussion has been nothing more than a waste of energy. So much talking is distracting us from the real victims.
The other thing that I have on my chest, and I think many of us do, is how much we need to “see to believe.” Because the only reason I have to justify the “armies” of journalists and the media “war” unleashed by these types of events is to give people an idea of the magnitude of the tragedy and to make them aware and hit the streets to help.
But in my humble opinion, gentlemen, there is no need to play with the pain of others in the way that was done. I don’t know how the families who are trying to cope with the pain feel when they see parts of their relatives’ bodies in the rubble (let’s not talk about the cover of the Extra newspaper on January 12th, for God’s sake, it lacked everything!).
How do those feel when asked, “But… have you lost everything? Has your house disappeared? How do you remain calm? If you hadn’t run, would you have died?” feel? Just take a look… Yes, they have lost EVERYTHING, if the house is no longer there, it’s because it disappeared, if they remain calm, there’s no need for you to remind them that they have every reason to be crazy, and yes, they were very close to death.
Feeling someone else’s pain doesn’t require us to expose the pain of these people in such a sensationalist way. Grief is carried inside, and solidarity seeks nothing in return.
The only “good” thing that can come out of something like this is the opportunity to learn. Hopefully, we can all achieve it, make it easier to help, minimize the pain… how will we achieve it in the face of a tragedy?