I know I said I was going to write more on my vacation to Cape May, but then Hurricane Katrina happened and I kind of lost all interest in blogging and writing in general. Also, I didn't feel comfortable writing about a happy vacation when so many people were and ARE suffering.

The whole situation is depressing and infuriating, and my emotions back and forth between these two. Why did it take so long for these people to get help? Why weren't the poor in the city helped out when evacuations became mandatory? It makes me sick to think it all could have been prevented. Of course, the flooding and wind damage is not something you can prepare for, but those damn levees. The government KNEW they were not strong. THEY KNEW and did nothing.

And screw the people who say race and class had nothing to do with the government's response. That's such bull...do you really think this would have happened in a predominantly white and upper-class city/neighborhood? Racism and classism are still so rampant in this society (and really, all over the world), and it's like some people just want to live in a bubble of happiness and not come to terms with this.

I honestly don't know what to do with myself. I wish I could do more besides donate money, but really...what else can I do?