18 January 2013
Absolute Kiwi heroes! (and complete dickheads)
I've seen several stories during the holidays about amazing teenagers who have saved idiots from drowning - and yes, I'm perfectly happy calling them idiots, because they don't think about what they're doing and have got themselves into deadly situations entirely through their own stupidity. Anyway, enough about them.
The latest story features a couple of 15-year old girls, both Sea Scouts from the world-famous Onehunga Sea Scout group, whose clubhouse sits directly on the waterfront at Onehunga, right next to the motorway.
Here is the full story, from Stuff. Others have included a pair of 12-year olds who pulled a large man from a rip near Tauranga, and a group of five teens who pulled a group of four men out of the water at Matauri Bay, in Northland.
To each and every one of these teenagers, and everyone else who has saved someone from their own stupidity this summer, I take my hat off to you.
Kiwis rightly have a reputation for bravery, and you guys have kept our flag flying high! You risk your own lives for strangers. The bible, typically, gets it completely wrong at John 15:13, where it says: Greater love has no man than this, that a man gives up his life for his friends. Bollocks.
Greater love has no man than this: that a man gives up his life for a complete stranger.
At a time when I constantly many teenagers who are utter dead-shits, you give me hope that the next generation might not be so bad after all.
Bravo!
And to follow on, from that: a shovelful of scorn for each and every shithead who was one of the people who had these kids risk their lives to save your miserable, stupid backside.
All the time I see overweight, unfit men being rescued. Just remember, if you're going for a swim: you can't stop and have a rest in the water. Unless you are able to run a mile in under 10 minutes, you are not fit to be in water deeper than your waist. If you run out of breath - as overweight & unfit men frequently do - there is nowhere to go, no land to collapse on, no track to slowly walk it off: you stop swimming, you die.
Why the hell is that such an impossible message to get through?
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