It will be a week all of us would like to forget but most of us probably will never be able to. It is hard not to know someone that has been affected by this disaster, and for some like myself we are still trying to deal with whys and hows that our own loved ones managed to get through it with their lives. It has been said by some that the people that have died already were the lucky ones - for too many people this is going to be true. Too many. :sigh: People are getting caught up in petty arguments over some misreporting and a press release while somewhere in those affected areas there is going to be at least one person still trapped alive that hasn't been found, who has given up crying for help and hope. Life goes on as normal, nothing really gets changed and in a month the world forgets. Just another destination on a long list for aid volunteers. My sister is back in Australia now - she was issued a temporary passport and flew in on the morning of the 29th Oz time. She was in Matara in Southern Sri Lanka and despite being on the ground and caught by the incoming water she and all of her travel group only lost their posessions. Ironically, or just plain luckily, they were going to go down to the beach after doing some shopping and the tsunami first hit while they were heading out. Half an hour earlier and they would have been trapped in their hostel. Half an hour later and they would have been in the sea. Her hell, my families hell, is nothing like the hell of more than a million people who have lost and will still lose loved ones. I feel ashamed that I have to fight back the tears when I see family after family blindly torn apart.
David Wulff The Royal Woofle Museum
Everybody is entitled to my opinion
