Pardon Me While I Whine

Coneflower Seedheads B&W
Originally uploaded by ctb57.
I was going to post this last night, but I decided to wait and see if my mood lifted. However, it has not, so now it's my turn to freakin' whine.

That's all I heard yesterday was whining. I had office hours in the all-female hall I manage, and that's all I heard all day long. Whining about the rain, about bad hair, about leaky rooms, about not having umbrellas or slickers. Shit, when did we become so freakin' spoiled, self-centered and dependent? Ask any one of them, and the first thing they'll tell you is how independent and mature they are now that they are college students. And yet, many cut classes because it rained all day!

When I asked them what they thought about the havoc wreaked by Katrina, most admitted that they hadn't a clue what I was talking about. I know, I know, most of them are teens and 20-somethings, but I find it inexcusable to not know what's going on within one's own country.

What's a bad hair day to those who've lost their home, lost their spouse, had to chop a hole in the roof to keep from drowning? What's a bad hair day to those who were too poor to evacuate and couldn't take shelter elsewhere. What's a bad hair day to the man who couldn't hold on to his wife who's last words were, "Take care of the grandchildren."?

And now, in the midst of all this, we are learning of our president's cutting federal money slated for the improvement of LA levees and funneling it into Homeland Security and the war in Iraq. Homeland Security, my ass. And how about our local fuel suppliers who are taking advantage of another tragedy in order to gauge fuel costs. They did the same thing in the wake of 9/11. Fuel costs here have jumped 50 cents in 2 days.

While today's blog has absolutely nothing to do with the photo, perhaps the photo can be the bright spot.



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