30/01/2026
I’ve seen the very best of humanity in the last few weeks.
People who have lost everything still showing up for others.
Neighbours feeding stock that isn’t theirs.
Strangers dropping meals, fencing gear, generators, fuel, hugs.
Volunteers running on fumes but refusing to walk away.
Quiet kindness with no logos, no selfies, no need for thanks.
That stuff stops people breaking.
But the absolute worst is starting to filter through.
Looters.
Scammers.
Opportunists circling burned communities like vultures.
People stealing from properties while owners are evacuated.
Fake tradies asking for cash up front.
Dodgy fundraisers.
Bu****it promises made to exhausted people who don’t have the energy left to question anything.
This is the part that makes my blood boil.
If you see blackened ground, traumatised families, dead stock and shattered towns and think “How can I make a buck out of this?” there is something seriously broken in you.
This isn’t clever.
It’s not hustling.
It’s predatory.
These communities aren’t weak, they’re exhausted.
They’re operating on adrenaline, shock and grief.
And taking advantage of that is disgraceful.
Fire strips everything back to the bones.
And it shows us exactly who we are.
The helpers restore faith in humanity.
The thieves and scammers just beggars belief
We need decency.
We need people to protect each other when systems are slow and energy is gone.
We need communities to keep calling this behaviour out loudly.
Disaster recovery isn’t just about rebuilding fences and homes.
It’s about defending humanity when it’s most exposed, at it's most vulnerable.
Right now, humanity is on full display, for better and for worse.
Choose which side you’re on.