But then again i used to think sydney was oh so safe.
There's the subconscious "it could have been easily me trapped in there." I was having coffee with a friend just a few blocks away from the lindt cafe when we both got texts telling us to GTFO of Sydney CBD. Spent the rest of the day at my friend's apartment in Redfern, eyes just glued to the news. Watching the terrified employees run out of that cafe was so so so strange -- it was just a summer job for them, one of employees studies at my university. I know there's survivors guilt, but there's something psychologically disturbing about the proximity to which this has happened. How many of them were also meeting up with friends? Getting their morning coffee before work?
Then there are the racial attacks on people in Sydney. A week ago a young asian woman was beaten up by two or three pacific islanders for race related reasons in Town Hall station -- a place I frequent. Violence exists for non-race related reasons too, of course. I feel like every other week there's testimony regarding some poor bloke who got beaten up for no reason at all-- simply at the wrong place at the wrong time.
So much hate.
I never really felt like I had to be vigilant in this city. It was metropolitan and diverse, yes, but people are super friendly and I never felt threatened. I've resolved to get back into martial arts for the self defense-- and stick to it. Guns aren't the answer. They never were the answer.