A terrible thing has happened. The death toll is nearing 60,000, up from 15,000 from the original report three days ago. It’s climbing yet. And that won’t include the aftermath of disease and lack of supplies that will inevitably happen. I am thinking, after it’s all tallied, there will be at least 100,000 people lost.
This has temporarily halted a civil war that has been raging in Sri Lanka for decades. This might just make Osama bin Laden rethink his hatred for the West. Maybe not. But it might give him pause.
We have not yet heard from President Bush, vacationing at his ranch in Texas. Where the fuck is he?! I could give fuck all that it’s the holidays. Get on a goddamned microphone and send your fucking prayers out to the tens of thousands of dead, and the millions who are suffering their loss. One goddamned minute of your time isn’t going to hone in on your precious “down” time. That’s really pissing me off. I did not vote for that despicable man, but he is my president, and he represents me to the international world. Where the fuck is he?!
That and the fact that our resources are so tied up in the most ludicrous war in my lifetime that we can only afford to send 35 million dollars in aid. That's a pittance! It’s sad, pathetic, and irreproachable. We’re supposed to be saving the world with democracy, yet we can barely help these poor people across the Indian Ocean shores in their time of need.
I haven’t personally lost anyone in this disaster, yet I still cry. Many stories of heroism and survival are already coming in, and will continue. That gives me slight hope in the human race. These are very, very poor people who struggle every day to survive. These are the people that I respect and revere for their survival instinct, the thing we try to emulate in that fucking reality television program. Once again, I feel we are pathetic and irreproachable.
