Why Do The Babies Starve, When There's Enough Food To Feed The World?*
The aftermath of the cyclone has me really, really angry.
I don't think "angry" is a big enough word to describe what I'm feeling about this situation.
I just went to thesaurus.com for a better word. It suggests: furious, wrathful, ireful, rabid, and fierce.
Maybe I should say I am full of a furious, rabid ire about this situation? Do you think that would more adequately sum up what we should all be feeling?
This junta, composed of the ignorant, the wicked, the greedy, and the phenomenally short-sighted, are going to be responsible for the deaths of a million people. (In addition to having oppressed the Burmese people in unspeakable ways politically and culturally for the last 19 years, but, let's not even start on that conversation).
These these reprobates, these vicious wretched assholes, are going to let people starve and dehydrate to death, or fall to disease, because they don't want to allow in enough aid to help their own people.
I just want to strangle them.
*Tracy Chapman, Why?