I want to give a big thank you and huge hugs to everyone who read my post from two days past and posted comments or your own the-world-is-a-shitty-place-and-people-are-assholes entry about Katrina and her aftermath. I realized on my way home from work last night that the way I was feeling pretty much the same as I did on 9/11/01. The world is coming to an end, $5 gas is going to shatter the economy, I can't believe that people could do such things to other people, catatonic shock at the devastation. I mean, I couldn't believe the Twin Towers were gone, even after I'd seen it for the 10th time, how am I supposed to belive that a city of a million-plus is just gone? How can I comprehend thousands of Americans dead from one natural disaster? The Boxing Day Tsunami killed hundreds of thousands, but I was pleasantly surprised by the way people just started helping each other. It's not so in Louisiana and Mississippi, at least not in New Orleans. But from these other disasters I learned that life will go on, and it's never really the end of the world. It won't be until I'm not around to think that. My heart goes out to those who've lost everything and everyone. I wish there were something I could do to help, but I'm pretty strapped after my trip. I think the best I can do is give Mal's words of advice to the survivors and the National Guard and the police and the rescue workers: "If someone tries to kill you, you try to kill them right back." Other than that, believe that the other 99.9% are good people in a bad situation and work together.