I haven’t been in the mood to journal or reply to friends lately.
Hurricane Katrina and the aftermath is taking it’s toll on me. I am so very thankful that I have a home, water, food, and quite frankly, not a care in the world. The only thing that has changed for me in the past few days is the price of gasoline. I can’t even put into words how very thankful I am.
And in the same breath I am irritated beyond believe. Irritated at how this disaster is being handled. Irritated at the media coverage. Irritated that there are people who just went through hell and are still going through hell. That there are people dying, that there are children and the elderly being starved. That there is so much devastation and anarchy. Irritated that, it seems as though, celebrities of all genres are doing more for these people than our very own government. Irritated that all I seem to hear lately is the following:
“Can you believe gas prices!! That is just outrageous!”
“Can you believe the looting, what is wrong with those people? Why are they acting so foolishly”
And the thing that makes me so angry, I have had those thoughts of pure selfishness and thoughts of pure judging.
I should be thankful for all that I have, thankful that I have a car to put gas into and a home to park that car with that full tank of gas. I should be thankful that I have food and a home. And that I am not one of these poor AMERICAN EVACUEES, having to steal food and water, milk, formula so that my children and myself can survive.
What the hell is wrong with this world.. It is so broken and it pains me so much. My heart and prayers go out to all those who are being affected by Hurricane Katrina.