There but for the grace of God...
Last night was surely a long one for the folks in the disaster area. The nation is pulling together it's resources and coming to their aid, but it must seem slow to those sitting hungry in the dark heat, surrounded by fouled water.
It is hard to see that in months this devastated area will start rebuilding and will end up, in a year's time, renewed.
Hard to see that the people who have nothing now will disperse into this rich land, find other areas to live in and be surprised to find themselves better off than they were back in New Orleans. This is what tragic diasporas do: like seeds blown on the wind, some will find deep ground, better than they had before. Some will not.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
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