Saturday, February 22, 2014
Just because it's social media doesn't make it OK
I'm going out on a limb here. I'm going to be freaking frank and I'm going to totally put you and yours squarely in the picture.
Because it's not OK.
It's not OK for you to spread your lack of compassion about fellow human beings over the inter webs.
It's not OK for you to agree and propagate racist attitudes towards others, which are merely based on your fear of difference.
I't's not OK for you to share stuff that talks about killing and maiming fellow human beings who through birth and circumstance ended up with a different life trajectory to you, yet seek to emulate yours.
I can't do anything about your narrow-mindedness, your tiny little intellect and your lack of compassion for those less fortunate than you.
You have a right to your opinion, and I'm not going to begrudge you your right to that opinion.
But if you share your petty mindedness on social media, you can kiss goodbye to my opinion of you.
I won't be your friend, I won't be your Facebook friend, and I certainly won't value your opinion.
Call me a leftist pinko, a blackfella lover, a disillusioned socialist, I've heard it all before. Personal attacks are merely a refuge when the intellectual argument doesn't stack up.
I'll always listen to people's stories before I judge, I'll always try to "stand in their shoes" before forming an opinion, I'll try to empathise with their situation, especially if it comes from a place so foreign from my own experience. How can I know how it is for people if I don't even try?
Compassion is a core value for me. It personally defines the person I am, the career I've chosen, the friends I've made.
And I've decided I'm not willing to accept lack of compassion, particularly when it is publicly shared on social media. It's not OK to share privately, it's even more unacceptable to trumpet it to the world.
Not that you may value my friendship, but if you're one of those who trumpets your bigotry, consider me no longer your friend.
Because it's not OK.
It's not OK for you to spread your lack of compassion about fellow human beings over the inter webs.
It's not OK for you to agree and propagate racist attitudes towards others, which are merely based on your fear of difference.
I't's not OK for you to share stuff that talks about killing and maiming fellow human beings who through birth and circumstance ended up with a different life trajectory to you, yet seek to emulate yours.
I can't do anything about your narrow-mindedness, your tiny little intellect and your lack of compassion for those less fortunate than you.
You have a right to your opinion, and I'm not going to begrudge you your right to that opinion.
But if you share your petty mindedness on social media, you can kiss goodbye to my opinion of you.
I won't be your friend, I won't be your Facebook friend, and I certainly won't value your opinion.
Call me a leftist pinko, a blackfella lover, a disillusioned socialist, I've heard it all before. Personal attacks are merely a refuge when the intellectual argument doesn't stack up.
I'll always listen to people's stories before I judge, I'll always try to "stand in their shoes" before forming an opinion, I'll try to empathise with their situation, especially if it comes from a place so foreign from my own experience. How can I know how it is for people if I don't even try?
Compassion is a core value for me. It personally defines the person I am, the career I've chosen, the friends I've made.
And I've decided I'm not willing to accept lack of compassion, particularly when it is publicly shared on social media. It's not OK to share privately, it's even more unacceptable to trumpet it to the world.
Not that you may value my friendship, but if you're one of those who trumpets your bigotry, consider me no longer your friend.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Volcano madness
They are rather addictive. Once you've climbed one and seen the power of these beasts they are strangely mesmerising and you want to visit more. Let's visit some of my past conquests.
First cab off the rank is Mt Merapi near Bukittingi in West Sumatra. I almost didn't make it up this mountain, due to a combination of poor fitness, a heavy pack and a minor gastrointestinal upset the night before. But I made it, and was awed by my first sight of a crater spewing hot gases into the air above me.
Next up was Mt Kerinci, the tallest mountain in Indonesia outside Papua, which was very active at the time, and in fact officially closed to climbers. Here the bushes were covered in ash from frequent eruptions, and the climb was a lot more daunting up to the summit. The views were worth it.
And then a couple of days later it did this
Next up was Mt Sibayak near the town of Berastagi in North Sumatra. An easy climb but a very noisy active volcano with numerous gaseous vents. Spectacular in its own way.
I decided not to climb Mt Sinabung, a little further away from town, but I did visit a pretty lake near its base on a rainy afternoon. This volcano began erupting last year and only recently killed 14 people in nearby villages and remains on high alert.
Back in Java in 2010 I went chasing more volcanos. I visited Mt Bromo, along with everyone else, and attempted to climb Mt Semeru but it was still closed due to rain.
I was awed by the bubbling mud pools in Dieng
And the sheer beauty of Ijen blew me away
But the one that scared me the most, that made me realise just how powerful and dangerous volcanos are was Mt Kelud.
This is a smoking cone of lava which appeared in the crater after an eruption in 2007. Before that it was a lovely pretty crater lake, like Ijen, which you accessed via a tunnel into the crater itself. Access to the lump was via the tunnel, but blocked about 20m from its base by a wire fence. You could, however, climb up steps to a great lookout over this smouldering thing. It was ugly, quite obviously alive, and brooding.
On Thursday night it erupted. Luckily they had warnings over the previous few weeks and had a two hour evacuation warning on the actual eruption, which spewed ash into the atmosphere which is still falling up to 500km away. There have been 3 deaths from ash laden roofs falling in on victims, but thankfully no more in an area so heavily populated as Java.
Indonesia is on the Ring of Fire, a huge rift in the tectonic plates where volcanic activity and eruptions are part of life for people there, especially on Java. It allows them to grow so much food in such fertile soil, but it also means they are at the whim of nature. They know that the earth can give prodigiously, but it can just as easily take it all way.
I don't think Indonesians have forgotten this, but I sometimes think we have. Visit a volcano and you will always return humbled by both the power and beauty of nature and the earth.
And thank your lucky stars it didn't blow up in your face.
First cab off the rank is Mt Merapi near Bukittingi in West Sumatra. I almost didn't make it up this mountain, due to a combination of poor fitness, a heavy pack and a minor gastrointestinal upset the night before. But I made it, and was awed by my first sight of a crater spewing hot gases into the air above me.
Mt Merapi crater, 2008
Next up was Mt Kerinci, the tallest mountain in Indonesia outside Papua, which was very active at the time, and in fact officially closed to climbers. Here the bushes were covered in ash from frequent eruptions, and the climb was a lot more daunting up to the summit. The views were worth it.
Kerinci crater, 3800ASL, 2008
And then a couple of days later it did this
Ash cloud from minor eruption, Kerinci 2008
Next up was Mt Sibayak near the town of Berastagi in North Sumatra. An easy climb but a very noisy active volcano with numerous gaseous vents. Spectacular in its own way.
Fumaroles, Mt Sibayak, 2008
I decided not to climb Mt Sinabung, a little further away from town, but I did visit a pretty lake near its base on a rainy afternoon. This volcano began erupting last year and only recently killed 14 people in nearby villages and remains on high alert.
Sinabung in the background, from the summit of Sibayak
Back in Java in 2010 I went chasing more volcanos. I visited Mt Bromo, along with everyone else, and attempted to climb Mt Semeru but it was still closed due to rain.
Bromo crater, 2010
I was awed by the bubbling mud pools in Dieng
And the sheer beauty of Ijen blew me away
But the one that scared me the most, that made me realise just how powerful and dangerous volcanos are was Mt Kelud.
This is a smoking cone of lava which appeared in the crater after an eruption in 2007. Before that it was a lovely pretty crater lake, like Ijen, which you accessed via a tunnel into the crater itself. Access to the lump was via the tunnel, but blocked about 20m from its base by a wire fence. You could, however, climb up steps to a great lookout over this smouldering thing. It was ugly, quite obviously alive, and brooding.
On Thursday night it erupted. Luckily they had warnings over the previous few weeks and had a two hour evacuation warning on the actual eruption, which spewed ash into the atmosphere which is still falling up to 500km away. There have been 3 deaths from ash laden roofs falling in on victims, but thankfully no more in an area so heavily populated as Java.
Indonesia is on the Ring of Fire, a huge rift in the tectonic plates where volcanic activity and eruptions are part of life for people there, especially on Java. It allows them to grow so much food in such fertile soil, but it also means they are at the whim of nature. They know that the earth can give prodigiously, but it can just as easily take it all way.
I don't think Indonesians have forgotten this, but I sometimes think we have. Visit a volcano and you will always return humbled by both the power and beauty of nature and the earth.
And thank your lucky stars it didn't blow up in your face.
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