I quit watching the news yesterday and as of an hour ago I quit
reading the news online. It was because of a story that not only
mentioned old people sitting dead in their wheelchairs on the streets
of New Orleans, but also a young boy, who having stayed in New Orleans
through the storm and the flooding, was finally getting on a bus to
take him out of the town. And he couldn’t take his dog with him. He had
to leave it there on the streets of NO to fend for itself. The one
thing that he had left in the world, not even a toy or a blanket, but
his dog, that he had been able to keep through all of the previous
shit, and he couldn’t take with him. He screamed and cried until he
voimited. It made me physically ill to read that. After 15 minutes or
so I got Friday and we went and picked up sticks in the front yard
together. So after reading that, I’m done. I don’t need to know anything new about this for a long time. I know enough.
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