Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Soundtrack for Disaster
25,000 of the poorest people in the world are swept out to sea under sunny skies and gentle winds in a truly random act of violence.
I hate the premise of that Africa Christmas song with the white hot passion of 1000 suns, but one line conveys something other than paternalistic, culturally ignorant, faux sentimentality. It's the only honest line in the whole song.
Tonight, thank god it's them, instead of you.
Because, really, but for the grace of whatever deity you worship, or pure dumb luck, go you. Or me. Or any of us who were lucky to be born where we were, rather than toeing the ragged edge of disaster every single day of our short lives. Feel fortunate.
Should you feel so inclined, here's a link to Mercy Corps. It's rated one of the nation's most efficient charities, encourages sustainable development, and I like the guy who runs the operation here in Baku.
I hate the premise of that Africa Christmas song with the white hot passion of 1000 suns, but one line conveys something other than paternalistic, culturally ignorant, faux sentimentality. It's the only honest line in the whole song.
Tonight, thank god it's them, instead of you.
Because, really, but for the grace of whatever deity you worship, or pure dumb luck, go you. Or me. Or any of us who were lucky to be born where we were, rather than toeing the ragged edge of disaster every single day of our short lives. Feel fortunate.
Should you feel so inclined, here's a link to Mercy Corps. It's rated one of the nation's most efficient charities, encourages sustainable development, and I like the guy who runs the operation here in Baku.
