Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Dedland

Is small town living really all that bad? Something that I've discovered these last few months - six months, hey! The sentence is 1/6 complete! - is that question can only be answered in the context of the town in question. Take Port Hedland for instance - well, technically I live in south hedland, it's pretty much the same, just not as nice, and that's saying something. Allow me to allow you a glipse into my current place of residence................
When I drive past children in the street, I expect them to throw rocks at the car. On two separate occasions I have nearly run down two people, once when a drunken old man leaped from the kerb into the path of my vehicle and stood, holding onto my bonnet, swaying, staring directly into me as I screamed 'get the fuck out of the way!!!!'. It was 9am. Another time, same corner funnily enough, I turn the bend, there's a woman laying prostrate on the road. She might be dead. If it was any other town, I might have expected that, but here I know better. I drive around her. She crawls to her knees. I hate turning that corner now.
I've lived in three major Australian cities (well, if you count Canberra) and have hung out in numerous international cities, some with reputations of question. And where is the only place that a drunken, sweaty and odoriferously repugnant man has bothered me at an ATM? Good ol' south hedland shopping centre. And that's another thing, I've worked in Toombul Centro, I've encountered some fairly ripe smelling freaks in my time, but is there a deodorant shortage in this town? C'mon people, you've seen the ads, use some fucking soap goddamn it!!!! Or at least stand downwind from me so I don't have to smell you. Seriously, the video ezy here smells like zombie armpits. Plus they have shit movies.
Everybody here is from elsewhere. This is home to no one. How can anyone belong in a place like that?

Do people just not care because they don't belong here?

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