Haiti on my Mind

The disaster in Haiti is so overwhelming I don't know how to think about it. I wish I could do something to make things easier on the survivors, create a better future for them. If I only had that magic wand...

You don't see emergency personel and ambulances at the rubble, searching it. Why not, I wonder. I know Haiti is known for corrupt government as many governments destroy their own people's futures.

The destruction there is mind boggling. I cannot wrap my mind around it. The people there I wonder how they can even go, day to day. What will their future be? So many are affected. Millions. How in the world can this be addressed? I was proud of our Presidents' words today. When he said "we share common humanity"

I'd like to see Al Qaida out there giving aid. Come on you radical religiosos. Bin Laden, you religious leader you, isn't this up your alley? Don't you declare yourself righteous? Are you going then, with all your people, to humbly give aid? Will you ask your followers to give? to open wallets? Or is all your money effort going into making bombs still and killing people? You're so damn fake and tunnel visioned and bloody vicious. Even Iceland is loading up planes and people to go help. And France.

You see, such disasters show the character of those who reach out their hands and open their wallets to help. And of those who don't. Disasters are a very clear gauge of character.

My heart yearns things, to see the images. I want to wrap my arms around people and cry with them. I don't know, but the images, the images. There's nothing anybody can do about earthquakes. They happen. It could happen here. All sorts of disasters can happen in an instant. Life can be gone in an instant. One lesson from this disaster is to cherish each moment and to tell family and friends how much they are loved.

I caught cat number 11 tonight. I was shocked to find a scared teen in the trap when I checked out there at the colony. I hadn't checked since 10:30 this a.m., because I just figured I caught who I'd catch. But I went out at 5:00, and there was a young little bugger with a clouded left eye in the trap. The eye is close to bulging, which means not far from rupture, but it is savable I think.

The minute I got home I put eye drops in the cats eye, despite the hissing and bravado, from a kitten basically, who thinks I've already killed his family and he's next.

Little does he know, I am not the Al Quida type at all. I'm the type who would, if I could, be parachuting into Haiti, with supplies bought with every penny I have, to help in any way I could.

See that's the thing, Mr. Kitten with Clouded Eye. Disasters show the character of those who respond and those who don't. Whether it's Haitians or little kittens in need.

I think about people all over the world tonight. They're seeing the images of Haiti and they're thinking their problems aren't that bad. I'm seeing very very poor people and even selfish snobby rich people and spoiled brat teens, taking a second look at their lives and priorities. Many of them, despite their own hardships, are scraping together something to send off to help.

Now these people are in stark constrast to those strapping bombs to themselves, making arrogant videos, laden in guns, about blowing up somebody somewhere because they're so damn righteous. Yeah, whatever. Righteous a.k.a. nuts. If they would donate to help the Haitians now, even a tiny little bit, they'd do more in their lives doing that than they ever would blowing up themselves to kill other people. It's sad to think about, by comparison. And really very pathetic.

Countries and people all over the world are marshalling their resources, however scant, and their spirits to go help fellow human beings in need and it is beautiful, I say, just beautiful.