Ode to K' Rd
What I love about K' Rd (Karangahape Rd) is the diversity. Diverse people, stores, cultures and more. So much to offer. I'm damn proud to be living around K'Rd!
K' Rd has this sinister and sleazy kind of reputation. That all the crazies, prostitutes and druggies hang out around that 'dodgy place'. Well - this rep holds some truth to it. But it's the judgement that goes with this reputation that does this area no justice.
I enjoy living amongst the "crazies". I feel at home. Perhaps that makes me crazy too. Who knows.... It's a place of little judgement. People accept you for who you are. Rich, poor, scummy, slutty, druggy, poncy, prim and proper, artistic, gay, straight, asian, indian, muslim, maori, european - whatever. There is an underlying acceptance.
To me, this place is a true snapshot of what makes Auckland or any other city a truly diverse and vibrant place to live in. Diverse people living from one extreme to another without (much) judgement. You can be who you are, whatever that may be.
Most people around K' Rd are some of the most approachable people you could ever meet. Show a little respect and a friendly face and they are happy to strike up a conversation with almost anyone. What I have learned and experienced from conversations with people on K'Rd leaves me in absolute awe.
"Normal" people are too busy trying to be normal, or something they are not, to ever have anything original to offer. A bit harsh, and of course a generalisation, I know... but it seems that the superficial level of our lives has sprawled itself to the outter most parts of the world like a killer virus. It's more usual than not to be encircled in towering walls of protection and judgement - preventing us from ever connecting with or knowing someone honestly - let alone ourselves.
It's like the most of the only "real" people left in this world are the ones who are often referred to as freaks who decide to not conform to the norm. They are original. They have something unique to offer to this world. They are not clones. They are brave.
I honour people like this in my life. They teach me more about people and myself than I could ever learn from reading Metro magazine or the latest cosmo. Give me a person with real unique and unusual life experience any day.
K' Rd has this sinister and sleazy kind of reputation. That all the crazies, prostitutes and druggies hang out around that 'dodgy place'. Well - this rep holds some truth to it. But it's the judgement that goes with this reputation that does this area no justice.
I enjoy living amongst the "crazies". I feel at home. Perhaps that makes me crazy too. Who knows.... It's a place of little judgement. People accept you for who you are. Rich, poor, scummy, slutty, druggy, poncy, prim and proper, artistic, gay, straight, asian, indian, muslim, maori, european - whatever. There is an underlying acceptance.
To me, this place is a true snapshot of what makes Auckland or any other city a truly diverse and vibrant place to live in. Diverse people living from one extreme to another without (much) judgement. You can be who you are, whatever that may be.
Most people around K' Rd are some of the most approachable people you could ever meet. Show a little respect and a friendly face and they are happy to strike up a conversation with almost anyone. What I have learned and experienced from conversations with people on K'Rd leaves me in absolute awe.
"Normal" people are too busy trying to be normal, or something they are not, to ever have anything original to offer. A bit harsh, and of course a generalisation, I know... but it seems that the superficial level of our lives has sprawled itself to the outter most parts of the world like a killer virus. It's more usual than not to be encircled in towering walls of protection and judgement - preventing us from ever connecting with or knowing someone honestly - let alone ourselves.
It's like the most of the only "real" people left in this world are the ones who are often referred to as freaks who decide to not conform to the norm. They are original. They have something unique to offer to this world. They are not clones. They are brave.
I honour people like this in my life. They teach me more about people and myself than I could ever learn from reading Metro magazine or the latest cosmo. Give me a person with real unique and unusual life experience any day.
posted by Trixy at
3:43 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home