My hometown - the city I love most in the world - has been dominating the news over the past 24 hours. It's so surreal being here, watching and listening to everything unfold in a place that's so familiar. I don't want to buy into the mass hysteria and hyperbole - thanks Murdoch press! Thanks politicians! - but I do want to acknowledge how sad it all is, and how much it's making me think about Sydney and the reasons I love it so much. Tonight, a random American at a Vietnamese restaurant tried to convince me that we needed to legalise guns in order to stop things like this from happening (I can't even begin to tell you how mad that made me). I hope to goodness that those attitudes don't start invading Australia; that this one incident doesn't make Australians harden their hearts to refugees or minorities or give more power to politicians who want to steer the country down a conservative path. But anyway, that's just me and my bleeding-heart politics. Adila, from Baulkham Hills, articulated everything I'm feeling far better than I ever could when she called local radio station, ABC702. Get out the tissues.