Sep 01 2005
There are no words…
Everything really has already been said. I know that’s become kind of a cliche in this oversaturated 24-hour cable news cycle world we live in, but it really is true. But I do feel as if I have to say something… Anything… Because ignoring the events in Louisiana and Mississippi like they aren’t happening is almost an unforgivably stupid move.
My heart breaks for those people. I can’t even fathom losing everything I owned. It’s not like I’m a millionaire or I have a million things. Hell, it’s not like most people who lost everything lost alot monetarily. Many of the people in Louisiana make barley more than $15,000 a year. But it’s not the monetary value of what was lost that will hurt forever. It’s the photos of baby’s first steps. It’s the trophies from a high school football career. Grandma’s wedding dress. Mom’s handmade quilt. None of those things are replaceable. That’s what it means to lose everything.
My heart rages for the people who are taking this opportunity to shit on the president. I’m sorry but considering the magnitude of the problem, can we deal with it, stabilize it, and set into motion the wheels that will begin to fix it before we start getting back to politics as usual? Do I think the President came off as an incompetent ass in his speech? I absolutely do. Do I think he should’ve been heading to a fund-raiser as the storm was rolling in? No (and don’t turn my words and make it sounds like I’m insinuating he should’ve flown into the heart of the hurricane; duh). However, do I think there’s a time to discuss this later? Definitely; because discussing it now is a blatant act of political opportunism.
My heart screams for the bastards that called the United States cheapskates as Banda Aceh was submerged in a devastating tsunami to step up to the plate and show how they aren’t. So far I’ve seen not one single pledge of aid from any of our neighbors and “friends” in the international community. I haven’t seen Kofi Annan flying over the broken levee and destroyed homes biting his lower lip and bemoaning the tragic loss of thousands of lives. None of it. Not one lick. Yet the US is the cheapskates. Yet we’re the evil of the world. Where are all the hypocrites? Not here.
My heart is wrenched hearing the stories of the people who the opportunistic vultures, otherwise known as reporters, swoop down on in the midst of their sorrow to ask, in their puke-tv voice, “So, you lost everything… How do you feel?” I can promise you, they aren’t thinking, “Just fine.”
Yesterday morning on Fox News, Dr. Georgia Witkin, a supposedly renowned psychiatrist, told the Fox & Friends morning crew that “after a disaster, the hard part really begins.”
No shit, Doc. I thought the hard part happened in the weeks leading up the event. Who knew that recovering from losing your entire life’s posessions and in some cases even losing family members, could be considered the hard part.
And while we’re at it, Fox News needs to go to hell. For three days they’ve been airing video of a man standing on top of a roof pointing out a fire. That fire was put out on day one, but since it created drama, it was played over and over again. Their incessant “Fox News Alerts” everytime a sheet is swept off a clothesline are annoying and obnoxious, and the way they’re swooping on everyone makes me sick.
And don’t think for a minute that I’m excusing the abhorring conduct of CNN, MSNBC and the networks. The way they’re capitalizing on this tragedy makes me sick.
Donate. Give money. If you’re down there, give time. Do something. Light a candle. Pray. But whatever you do, do it because you mean it or want to, not so other people will think more of you.
I really had no idea what to say about this disaster before I started. I decided just to let the words flow as honestly and openly as I could. The repercussions of this event will reach far into our future. We need to think about better times for pointing fingers.
Right now is the time to heal, help, and rebuild.
To do less is barbaric.
