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First off, fuck Pat Robertson. Hard. In the ass with the devil’s red-hot pitchfork.
Guy goes on TV to blame the victims of the earthquake in Haiti for the terrible catastrophe that has befallen them; surely any god with the least iota of intelligence—not to mention one that’s allegedly omniscient—reserves a special place in Hell for such insanely hateful dickheads.
Second, give some money or something to help out. Sometimes people say stuff like, “Well, we can’t just throw money at problems,” but, as Jonathan Kozol has observed in regards to public education, let’s try first before we come to that conclusion.
Third, count your blessings.
Those of us in Seattle, especially, have to accept the fact that it’s just pure chance an earthquake hit there instead of here (and it’s probably only a matter of time before one does shake us up) and anybody who lives anywhere else has to admit some other disaster—hurricane, tornado, space alien invasion—is a possibility and consequently, ought to feel a sense of gratitude that they are, like me, able to sit on a couch in a warm, dry home and face no challenge more difficult than trying to figure out how he’s going to find time to grade all the papers he’s assigned to students over the weekend—a long one at that.
I wonder what Seattle’s going to be like when a 7.0 hits here; my assumption is that many of our earthquake-reinforced buildings will hold up better than many of those in Haiti, but of course, it’s going to be really ugly when the Viaduct collapses and the 520 bridge sinks.
I have this unreflective hope that it’s going to be useful to have bicycles and bicycle trailers; I hope I can make myself useful riding around for supplies and perhaps carrying injured people to safety on the Haulin’ Colin rig.
One thing I know for sure, though: I won’t be blaming the devil.
Guy goes on TV to blame the victims of the earthquake in Haiti for the terrible catastrophe that has befallen them; surely any god with the least iota of intelligence—not to mention one that’s allegedly omniscient—reserves a special place in Hell for such insanely hateful dickheads.
Second, give some money or something to help out. Sometimes people say stuff like, “Well, we can’t just throw money at problems,” but, as Jonathan Kozol has observed in regards to public education, let’s try first before we come to that conclusion.
Third, count your blessings.
Those of us in Seattle, especially, have to accept the fact that it’s just pure chance an earthquake hit there instead of here (and it’s probably only a matter of time before one does shake us up) and anybody who lives anywhere else has to admit some other disaster—hurricane, tornado, space alien invasion—is a possibility and consequently, ought to feel a sense of gratitude that they are, like me, able to sit on a couch in a warm, dry home and face no challenge more difficult than trying to figure out how he’s going to find time to grade all the papers he’s assigned to students over the weekend—a long one at that.
I wonder what Seattle’s going to be like when a 7.0 hits here; my assumption is that many of our earthquake-reinforced buildings will hold up better than many of those in Haiti, but of course, it’s going to be really ugly when the Viaduct collapses and the 520 bridge sinks.
I have this unreflective hope that it’s going to be useful to have bicycles and bicycle trailers; I hope I can make myself useful riding around for supplies and perhaps carrying injured people to safety on the Haulin’ Colin rig.
One thing I know for sure, though: I won’t be blaming the devil.
posted by Professor Dave at 9:01 PM
1 Comments:
Who was the guy who commented on throwing money at education "it sure seems to work for the private schools you send your kids to."
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