Break Your Heart
"I know that it will hurt, I know that it will break your heart, the way things are, and the way they've been. Don't spread the discontent, don't spread the lies, don't make the same mistakes with your own life- you never will let love survive..." Break Your Heart, Natalie Merchant.
You see the looters and the criminals, the evil ones taking advantage of anarchy and desperation. You witness the ones who have lost everything- food, shelter, pets, lives. And you just want to cry at the despair of it all, the wrath that nature has wrought upon a city of millions, killing, wounding, and yet, some survive.
So why are you sitting there doing nothing about it? "I don't have money," you say. Well, I don't either. But I found enough to give to the Red Cross. If it's five dollars or five thousand, every little bit makes a difference. You spend so much on gas anyway, what's a few bucks to help someone else do the same? Is it really so hard to say 'yes' to the cashiers when they say, will you give a dollar to help the victims of Katrina?
Yeah, there are lots of idiots who can't contain their misplaced anger at the President, feds, mayors, whoever they think is responsible. And no doubt there were things that could have been done better. But spewing hatred doesn't help anybody. So get off your righteous horses and do something. Give what cash you can. Find out how you can give of your time, now and later when the agencies have been forced to move on. Spread the word. Most of all- pray, people. Get on your knees, even if that's all you can do. And know that whatever you choose, you are making a difference.