Even with the memorial being out of the way, set down in place five days after the attack, it had taken a full week before the worst of the crowds were gone. Four times, I’d felt compelled to come see it and pay my respects, only to see the press of people and turn back.
I guess that’s to be expected. I’m glad people appreciate the efforts of those who died to save them.
Now I was here, along with a little less than a hundred people, only a small fraction of whom were actually viewing the obelisk. Others sat on the hill or picnicked.
But of course, things are going to calm down a bit after a while.
So by the sound of it, it’s been at least two weeks or so. Fair enough. Hopefully we’ll learn a bit about what Taylor has been up to in that time besides attempting to visit the obelisk.
As strange and vaguely inappropriate as it seemed, I couldn’t really blame them. The memorial had been put here, specifically, because the rest of the city had been devastated.
Ah, yeah, I guess there’s not many other places to put it.
Besides, “Captain’s Hill” sounds like a nice picnic location in the first place, just from the name.
In any given area of Brockton Bay, there was flooding, shattered streets, collapsed buildings, septic conditions or ongoing reconstruction. Often three or four of those things at once.
Lots of stuff to repair after Leviathan’s visit.
Meanwhile Godzilla barely damaged buildings as he passed by them in the movie I watched last night. Though apparently the incarnation I was watching (typically called simply “Zilla”) is vastly inferior to the original Godzilla, who beat him without problem in one of the other movies.
Zilla doesn’t even have the atomic laser breath.
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