Sitting Ducks

these past few days i’ve learnt more than i ever wanted to know about nuclear power plants. i haven’t slept, been translating and passing on news articles almost around the clock to people i really love, but have yet to convince to leave their homes and preferrably the country. by some lucky coincidence i’m not there myself, i was scheduled to arrive on saturday morning. instead i have a flight booked for this friday, which of course i’ll never use. the sheer lack of information baffles and frustrates me, people are shown human interest stories and train schedules instead of the growing crisis in fukushima. they just don’t know, they just won’t believe it. even coming from me. there’s a kind of inertia i just can’t relate to, a lot of talking and nodding and sometimes crying, but no action. i must definitely not be japanese. feeling extremely powerless, and already devastated by what i’m pretty sure can’t be avoided.