It's hard  

Zuleika71 45F
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9/5/2005 9:14 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

It's hard


To not be angry. It's easy to say it's a black thing,but it's not. It's a green thing. A class thing. A poor thing. FEMA fucked up. the beaucrats had no plan. It makes me mad to here a dear friend of mine,black say how she thinks the blame still rest on the people who didn't leave. It is deeper than that. I'm not going into that here. Takes too long. when you hear and see the people who are suffering, the kids and the babies, sleeping on laps on the floor on garbage bags filled with stuff. Why do you want to blame them. I'm a bleeding heart liberal. The people who went to the freeway,but who NEVER got picked up. People who made it out. There was noone in charge to help. The only thing FEMA did was turn people away. I've heard the stories. The drug addicts ,looting, looking for their fix. The good looters who stole stuff from stores that were never going to be open and delivering supplies to stranded people. The story of police killing a robinhood type looter who saved dozens of people with the water looted from stoes. The story of police impressing looters to use their trucks to help get people out. The story of the teenager who stole abus and picked up 1oo people and drove them to the Houston Astrodome. He was the first bus there. The arrested him and put him in jail. (Now I really don't know if they put him in jail, but I did read in a paper that he was in jail) My brother told me that they turned away more people outside the reliant center, leaving the volunteers who had worked to set up the food for the new arrival to now throw away all the food they had set out. When you talk an old man in a wheelchair sitting inside the medical,volunteer ,clothing center. (Kinda like a hospital inside the dome. Where people are kept when they need dr.s supervision.) When you go up to him and ask if you you can take his blanket,knowing, hoping that he would be one of the first to get another one when they come in the next shipment. When you ask the black lady if she will give her blanket to the older white person who has shock, and is shivering.Then you ask the 12 year old boy sleeping on a cot in the upstairs concession stand area, if you can use his wheelchair to help an old lady. He doesn't want to give it up. He doesn't have anything left, no clothes(he's wearing scrubs from a hospital)just his wheelchair. You look him in the eye and promise to bring it back. After you've used it to ferry old ladies to the second floor Yoon return it. Hoping he hasn't moved, for how will you find him in the sea of people, al of them needing succor? When you do return it, you see that he really hadn't expected you to keep your promise. Stuff like that changes you. when you go back to work, going to super target you see refugees and volunteers, shopping. Employees think that the people wearing both color wristbands are refugees. They look the same . Imagine how you look and smell after 10-12 hours in That place. They refugees are buying clothes , the volunteers are buying clothes(for other refugees not so lucky still in the dome) I hear it's better now. but to the guy with the seat stained shirt using his own money to buy socks and underwear thank you to the lady at target who spent so much time doing everything. Nell. Charisma you go girl. It was sexy and exciting, seeing people step up and do what needed to be done. From looting cots from one center to another to going around red-tape put there by beaucrats. I have met some of the best people Houston has to offer. And I will forever be a better person because of it. not using spell check all the errors are mine all the stories are from people who told them to me personally except the boy stealing the bus.

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