all the sorrow of New Orleans floods the news.
The first word that comes to mind in thinking about the flood is HORROR. Stephen King could not have written a novel to equal that horror. Bodies floating down the streets. Poor souls in the SuperDome. Waiting .. waiting in filth for busses that did not come. Waiting. Starving babies dying of thirst. Old people dying in their wheelchairs. Waiting, uncovered, as rigor set in.
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From "Heart of Darkness" by Joseph Conrad.
"The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil water-way leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky--seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness."
. a belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness."
He was obeyed, yet he inspired neither love nor fear, nor even respect. He inspired uneasiness. That was it!"
Bush
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