Why's she crying about money and time?
So, pretty much noone has said anything about Katrina and/or the aftermath, with the exception of Corey. Sort of like how noone said anything about the tsunami in December. Way to care, folks.
Costliest disaster in the history of the nation, and one of the deadliest (if not THE deadliest, who knows...they'll never be able to get a full count), and noone around school seems to care a whole lot. Except that gas is now $3.09^9. Poor me in my SUV, with my cigital cable TV watching the black people stranded in New Orleans who couldn't afford to leave.
I can't see how they'll ever completely salvage the city, not to mention Mississippi. It's incredible. It's like a really surreal cheesey disaster movie. I can't imagine the psychological impacts to all the people on the Gulf Coast. I really, really can't imagine. I just wish there was something I could do to help.
I bought my tickets to Penn State yesterday, because I was worried the prices would skyrocket as the economy starts to really feel the shockwaves from Katrina in the coming days. But like I said...worrying about whether or not my O'Hare - Dulles flight has me on a window seat or not is really, really trivial. I could be homeless and foodless and waterless and sick with waterborne diseases, stranded on the roof of a building that's rotting away in the waters of Lake Pontchartrain. CNN says buildings in/around New Orleans, Gulfport and Biloxi are pancaking for aforementioned reasons. Oil rigs slamming into the Mobile Bay Bridge, entire stretches of barrier islands disconnected from the country, no power for hundreds of miles, no water, nurses and doctors dying in hospitals from diseases, hordes of people roaming in heat, dark, and stenching floodwaters...living in animalistic anarchy...It's like the end of the world, or something. It doesn't seem like these things can even happen anymore. I wish everyone could experience that, because then maybe our apathetic society would have its eyes opened a bit. I wonder what this means for Ozeroff.
Better Louisiana than Iraq, I suppose.
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In other news, we moved to the duplex.
Costliest disaster in the history of the nation, and one of the deadliest (if not THE deadliest, who knows...they'll never be able to get a full count), and noone around school seems to care a whole lot. Except that gas is now $3.09^9. Poor me in my SUV, with my cigital cable TV watching the black people stranded in New Orleans who couldn't afford to leave.
I can't see how they'll ever completely salvage the city, not to mention Mississippi. It's incredible. It's like a really surreal cheesey disaster movie. I can't imagine the psychological impacts to all the people on the Gulf Coast. I really, really can't imagine. I just wish there was something I could do to help.
I bought my tickets to Penn State yesterday, because I was worried the prices would skyrocket as the economy starts to really feel the shockwaves from Katrina in the coming days. But like I said...worrying about whether or not my O'Hare - Dulles flight has me on a window seat or not is really, really trivial. I could be homeless and foodless and waterless and sick with waterborne diseases, stranded on the roof of a building that's rotting away in the waters of Lake Pontchartrain. CNN says buildings in/around New Orleans, Gulfport and Biloxi are pancaking for aforementioned reasons. Oil rigs slamming into the Mobile Bay Bridge, entire stretches of barrier islands disconnected from the country, no power for hundreds of miles, no water, nurses and doctors dying in hospitals from diseases, hordes of people roaming in heat, dark, and stenching floodwaters...living in animalistic anarchy...It's like the end of the world, or something. It doesn't seem like these things can even happen anymore. I wish everyone could experience that, because then maybe our apathetic society would have its eyes opened a bit. I wonder what this means for Ozeroff.
Better Louisiana than Iraq, I suppose.
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In other news, we moved to the duplex.