... why the words "mandatory evacuation" are met with a deaf ear.
... why those who are unable to heed the "mandatory evacuation" due to medical/financial/transportation matters are not given greater assistance getting out.
... why we spend time, money, and risk to human life rescuing those who choose not to leave.
... why a MAJOR city, built below sea level, never had a group of people address the worst case scenario and come up with solutions and then implement them, or at the very least have a worst case scenario game plan ready to implement in the eventuality that tragedy would occur.
... why people with children choose to stay in harm's way.
... why hotels charge refugees who have nothing.
... why people with millions and billions of dollars do so little, yet total strangers who have very little will give all they can.
... why we have hundreds of thousands of troops off fighting an unwinnable war when we could use their help so badly here at home.
... why the NATIONAL GUARD comprises much of those troops who are abroad, when one of their principle duties is to homeland rescue and assistance Remind me again the definition of "national," Mr. Bush?
... why average citizens need to walk around with guns, especially when tensions are so high and people are so desperate.
... why the police aren't protecting the people and National Guard members aren't out in force to do search and rescue.
... why people would watch this hurricane grow for days and target their region and yet decide that it's a "cry wolf" situation.
... so much about this whole tragedy.
I've never felt so sad. Or helpless. Or outraged. Or mystified. Or blessed.
I am blessed that I have a home. I am blessed that I have my family. I am blessed to have food in the fridge, water in the faucet, clothes in the closet. I am blessed to have money in the bank. I am blessed to live in an area that doesn't get natural disasters of any magnitude. I am blessed to have a good night's sleep. I am blessed with laughter. I am blessed with easy communication. I am blessed with health and cleanliness. I am blessed with the ability to give to my children. I am blessed that my bad day involves nothing more serious than cranky children, crummy naps, and a hot crowded room full of eager kindergartners and their parents getting to know a new room and teacher. I am blessed with the ability to feel perspective and relativity from the good side. I am blessed. And I am endlessly thankful.