The Dead and Dying

[analienrobot]

I love life's irony. And would it not be that the week I begin to read Candide that Hurricane Ike would decided to strike. Everything works for the best of all possible worlds. "Everything is made to serve a certain end." Oh dear Pangloss, has this storm surely brewed so that I may find the humor in this book? Is it not Optimism I am pining for? My the Lord have mercy on our souls.
"We like Ike" has come to bite us in the ass.