Harvey

I think it’s impossible to write, with any degree of realism, about living through a flood like that facing the people in and around Houston, Texas today. It’s not just Houston. We ought to remind ourselves that Bay City and Richmond and Rosenburg  and dozens of small towns on and near the Texas coast are under siege. I believe, with all my heart and soul, that people with the financial means who opt not to donate money to address the catastrophe befalling our fellow humans in the affected areas are not decent humans at all. That awful judgment assures me a place at the uninvited fringe of decency. So be it. I am opinionated and judgmental. I am unforgiving at a point. I am unwilling to show mercy when mercy is unjust. But I hope with all my being that the people who live in the shadow of Hurricane Harvey and his successive iterative incarnations survive. Ach. I hate watching people lose everything.