In which she turns red for Canterbury
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zeborahBefore I continue I need to ask: Is this cool or is this an Onion spoof? (I'm voting for option one.)
Anyway. Sorumpelsnorcack and keieeeye and I arranged to go to the memorial service together, despite mutual dissatisfaction with the excessively Christian (brand=Anglican) trappings. What made this even cooler was the (re)discovery that, like cyphomandra, rumpelsnorcack was also at my friend's sf-themed birthday party last year. I'm coming to the conclusion that almost everyone worth knowing in Christchurch was there. Also I'm looking forward to confusing him again when I casually mention it (or when she does. Whichever of us first mentions it should probably attempt to have a video camera casually running).
Buses weren't as ridiculously packed as one might fear, though it was certainly standing room only. I took a couple of bags full of everything I might possibly need except for sunglasses and sunscreen. (It had been foggy in the morning, and I forgot that foggy mornings this time of year get burned off to bright summery noons.) Fortunately when we got there (and wandered through the park and met up via SMS exchanges)rumpelsnorcack had spotted that there was free sunscreen at some official tents, so I availed myself of some.
Unfortunately I missed a patch. Also I think my tears and tissues may have been responsible for cleaning away these streaks under my eyes. These patches are now fantastically red. (Reading Twitter, sounds like I'm not the only one. Ouch ouch.) Currently applying cold cloth and will in due course add more aloe gel.
At the time, of course, I was blissfully unaware of this. We had (as already intimated) fantastic weather. There were apparently about 30,000 people there (about a 10th of Christchurch's population); it was certainly a great sea of people. But it was well-organised, with many large screens and loudspeakers, and toilets and water stations and St Johns ambulances and the aforementioned sunscreen. There were paths marked on the grass to divide the audience area up so people could get in and out easily.
As to the service, Psalm 23 is a cliche and wasn't even read well. (If anyone reading this has any involvement in organising my funeral, please choose any psalm but that. So boring.) That other cliche, Amazing Grace, was sung nicely but was wildly inappropriate. I feel Amazing Grace makes no sense for any funeral anywhere; I suppose it depends on your brand of theology, but it doesn't really fit the mainstream Christian denominations in New Zealand, and it especially makes no sense when probably the majority of the people being remembered weren't Christian at all. There are so many more songs (and hymns, if you must) that would have suited the occasion better. Whakaaria Mai may admittedly be a bit of a cliche too, but at least it's a New Zealand cliche.
"God Save the Queen" was endearingly old-fashioned. I wonder if Prince William gets sick of hearing it.
The service as a whole wasn't quite as Christian-centric as the programme had made it look, but it was far more so than it should have been. (The rationale was allegedly that 'most' of Christchurch is Christian. I hope the people saying that noticed the stream of people leaving as things got more and more Christian-focused.) Someone's early mention of (paraphrased) "people of various faiths, or of no faith" wasn't I think the best way to phrase that but at least it acknowledged the matter; unfortunately it went downhill rapidly when the person giving the "Reflection" (aka sermon) put it as (again paraphrased) "people of faith or of no faith yet) and went on to "This isn't an altar call but" (something like) "everyone look into your hearts and you'll see this has made you want to be Christian". Seriously, WTF WTF WTF??? <head-desk> Also, I've never felt as weird reciting the Lord's Prayer in my entire life. It just felt wrong.
The 14 minutes before the service proper of footage from the CBD was excellent. Still not as visceral as being there would be (it takes a long time, looking at ruins on camera, to recognise what they used to be, so panning rather than cutting is vital to give viewers sufficient context; the camerawork sometimes recognised this but not enough) but I hope it'll lay to rest at least some of the burgeoning conspiracy theories. (Ah, the 14-minute video is now at TVNZ.) Even more excellent was the "cleanup" montage afterwards - though I laughed when I recognised the music (it's used as the theme tune for the Canterbury rugby team - does someone know what it actually is?), still it is beautiful music and worked perfectly for this: available from TV3 and well worth it. First sustained applause is for the official rescue efforts; second is for the student army; the guy in the orange jacket demoing portaloos etc is the mayor, and his sign interpreter got his own Facebook page; the cricket match (and I presume the rugby match) were, like the various bakesales etc, charity events. A few points, especially the end, show the crowd in the park today.
We left through the park with streams of others. We feared the buses would be utterly packed and impossible to get on, but someone had organised them fantastically well and all went perfectly smoothly. Home past orange cones and fencing and hazard tape, and detours over roadworks and abandoned shops proclaiming "New stock arriving daily" and army cordons that have developed little hardboard shelters since I last saw them.
Anyway. So
rumpelsnorcack and keieeeye and I arranged to go to the memorial service together, despite mutual dissatisfaction with the excessively Christian (brand=Anglican) trappings. What made this even cooler was the (re)discovery that, like cyphomandra, rumpelsnorcack was also at my friend's sf-themed birthday party last year. I'm coming to the conclusion that almost everyone worth knowing in Christchurch was there. Also I'm looking forward to confusing him again when I casually mention it (or when she does. Whichever of us first mentions it should probably attempt to have a video camera casually running).Buses weren't as ridiculously packed as one might fear, though it was certainly standing room only. I took a couple of bags full of everything I might possibly need except for sunglasses and sunscreen. (It had been foggy in the morning, and I forgot that foggy mornings this time of year get burned off to bright summery noons.) Fortunately when we got there (and wandered through the park and met up via SMS exchanges)
rumpelsnorcack had spotted that there was free sunscreen at some official tents, so I availed myself of some.Unfortunately I missed a patch. Also I think my tears and tissues may have been responsible for cleaning away these streaks under my eyes. These patches are now fantastically red. (Reading Twitter, sounds like I'm not the only one. Ouch ouch.) Currently applying cold cloth and will in due course add more aloe gel.
At the time, of course, I was blissfully unaware of this. We had (as already intimated) fantastic weather. There were apparently about 30,000 people there (about a 10th of Christchurch's population); it was certainly a great sea of people. But it was well-organised, with many large screens and loudspeakers, and toilets and water stations and St Johns ambulances and the aforementioned sunscreen. There were paths marked on the grass to divide the audience area up so people could get in and out easily.
As to the service, Psalm 23 is a cliche and wasn't even read well. (If anyone reading this has any involvement in organising my funeral, please choose any psalm but that. So boring.) That other cliche, Amazing Grace, was sung nicely but was wildly inappropriate. I feel Amazing Grace makes no sense for any funeral anywhere; I suppose it depends on your brand of theology, but it doesn't really fit the mainstream Christian denominations in New Zealand, and it especially makes no sense when probably the majority of the people being remembered weren't Christian at all. There are so many more songs (and hymns, if you must) that would have suited the occasion better. Whakaaria Mai may admittedly be a bit of a cliche too, but at least it's a New Zealand cliche.
"God Save the Queen" was endearingly old-fashioned. I wonder if Prince William gets sick of hearing it.
The service as a whole wasn't quite as Christian-centric as the programme had made it look, but it was far more so than it should have been. (The rationale was allegedly that 'most' of Christchurch is Christian. I hope the people saying that noticed the stream of people leaving as things got more and more Christian-focused.) Someone's early mention of (paraphrased) "people of various faiths, or of no faith" wasn't I think the best way to phrase that but at least it acknowledged the matter; unfortunately it went downhill rapidly when the person giving the "Reflection" (aka sermon) put it as (again paraphrased) "people of faith or of no faith yet) and went on to "This isn't an altar call but" (something like) "everyone look into your hearts and you'll see this has made you want to be Christian". Seriously, WTF WTF WTF??? <head-desk> Also, I've never felt as weird reciting the Lord's Prayer in my entire life. It just felt wrong.
The 14 minutes before the service proper of footage from the CBD was excellent. Still not as visceral as being there would be (it takes a long time, looking at ruins on camera, to recognise what they used to be, so panning rather than cutting is vital to give viewers sufficient context; the camerawork sometimes recognised this but not enough) but I hope it'll lay to rest at least some of the burgeoning conspiracy theories. (Ah, the 14-minute video is now at TVNZ.) Even more excellent was the "cleanup" montage afterwards - though I laughed when I recognised the music (it's used as the theme tune for the Canterbury rugby team - does someone know what it actually is?), still it is beautiful music and worked perfectly for this: available from TV3 and well worth it. First sustained applause is for the official rescue efforts; second is for the student army; the guy in the orange jacket demoing portaloos etc is the mayor, and his sign interpreter got his own Facebook page; the cricket match (and I presume the rugby match) were, like the various bakesales etc, charity events. A few points, especially the end, show the crowd in the park today.
We left through the park with streams of others. We feared the buses would be utterly packed and impossible to get on, but someone had organised them fantastically well and all went perfectly smoothly. Home past orange cones and fencing and hazard tape, and detours over roadworks and abandoned shops proclaiming "New stock arriving daily" and army cordons that have developed little hardboard shelters since I last saw them.
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Date: 2011-03-18 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-20 02:24 pm (UTC)Mary Anne in Kentucky
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Date: 2011-03-18 06:58 am (UTC)The 30,000 is a bit smaller than I would have thought (didn't seem that much smaller than the 100,000-odd at Christmas in the Park) but makes sense since about 1/10 of the people I know went, which fits with those numbers.
The Anglican woman's speech was so odd. I found it alternately amusing (hehe, Moon man dig) and infuriating (paraphrased: 'you know you're really Christian because you helped people, right?' Actually lady, no ... no, not at all. I helped people because it was the right thing to do, grrr argh etc). But overall that part wasn't as stridently religious as I'd feared. I quite liked the prayers from all the faiths; that was a nice touch.
There are conspiracy theories? Of course there are. *rolls eyes*
I was really impressed with the bus arrangement too. Given that my stop is on Bealey Ave and it's a busy street and there were so many people around, the arrival and send off of the buses was really well done. It didn't take long for me to get on my bus (maybe 5 minutes) and while it was crowded it wasn't unbearable.
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Date: 2011-03-18 10:46 pm (UTC)Christmas in the Park gets 100,000? Goodness. No wonder I never go. :-)
There are conspiracy theories? Of course there are. *rolls eyes*
I'm not sure how well developed they are, but piecing together various grumps I've seen on Twitter I get the feeling there are those who feel that the politicians are knocking down all the buildings so they can keep extending the state of emergency so they can keep being all-powerful and stuff. Or something.
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Date: 2011-03-19 12:32 am (UTC)Argh about the conspiracies. There's always one who just has to make it all a massive government coverup or whatever. Gerry Brownlee doesn't need to extend the emergencies to stay all powerful. In Canterbury he's pretty all powerful til 2014 already, isn't he?
*gingerly pokes the sunburn and hopes more of it fades today* Looking a little better this morning, but still have one very red patch on the arm, half a red face and a vibrant chest area. I have no aloe gel (this is a massive failing in my first aid kit and must be remedied) and so have been smearing on aqueous cream in the vain hope that it will keep it somewhat hydrated anyway.
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Date: 2011-03-19 04:02 am (UTC)I think even moisturiser is good for the healing process if you don't have dedicated cream; and of course keeping yourself hydrated in general. The other product I can speak highly of is Weleda's "Combudoron" cream, though I think it's not so ideal for larger burns like this one, whoops. Anyway, I've just been a fan of aloe vera since I was on an exchange in New Caledonia, got ridiculously burned, and my host mother cut off a bit of this plant and smeared the stinky juice all over me. Bam, sunburn defeated!
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Date: 2011-03-18 11:37 am (UTC)I also hope your pink sunburned bits recover quickly. I get caught out like that too and really ought to carry sunscreen with me at all times, except during the months of November, December, January and February.
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Date: 2011-03-19 03:34 am (UTC)The two videos I linked to though are definitely worth watching; nothing religious in them (though the crowd cheers for the Sallies, who despite having been fantastic do have their own issues).
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Date: 2011-03-20 12:07 am (UTC)My theory about Amazing Grace is that it's one of those words vs music things. The melody is very powerful and once you've heard it at a few funerals, you start to emotionally associate it, even if the words are, as you say, usually inappropriate.
(You see the same effect with people who play Every Breath You Take at their weddings. The lyrics are really, really creepy but the tune is romantic.)
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Date: 2011-03-20 07:34 pm (UTC)