Ameri-centric bastards

Ive been thinking about some of the disasters of late around the globe. The massive quake in Peru, Hurricane Dean in the Atlantic and Gulf, and oh ya, whats that place called again; Darfur? I couldnt help but think in light of the path of Hurricane Dean, Americans, particularly Texans, sighed a huge sigh to know that the category 4 storm wasnt gonna hit the US. Whew, thank God. While no one said it, it was there, it was in the unspoken air....better them than us. We never have even heard of the mexican towns that were hit, and no one really cares. The other day i was listening to news about all the rain and flooding in the US midwest. ABC news radio interviewed some random women, she couldnt stop talking about how afraid her cat was during the terrible ordeal. Dont get me wrong, i love my dogs, but Americans spent somewhere in the neigboor hood of 30 Billion on pets last year. And how may kids starved to death? We are sick. We cant help it, i spose. We were born here. I think i spend about 40 a month on dog food. How many kids could i feed with that? Peruvians are still uncovering folks, and we are on to Mike Vick and Lindsay Lohans next stint at the Hollywood penitentury. Met an old man tonight who lives in the woods, in a home that barely stands against the wind. At my presence he jumped to his feet for an opportunity for conversation. He lives alone. I should have stayed for hours and chatted, but seemed a bit bothered by his presence. I hurried along and made convesation end, politely of course. But now he's still sitting on his porch, as his hot house is too much to bare. Ill try to go back tomorrow. His story must be heard. He is eager to share. Who knows, he probably invented something cool, or fought for my lazy ass's freedom somewhere along the line. All we care about is ourselves, our well-being, our damn country and how tragic it is that we have to pay $3.00 per gallon of gas.