Another tragedy has struck, and I’m certain many of you feel as I do. Petty, shallow, and small. I’ve been unhappy about snow on the ground, the price of gas and groceries, and silly little everyday troubles that now seem so trivial in the wake of Japan’s horrible circumstances.
My personal feeling? The words ‘lucky’ and ‘survivor’ have no business sharing the same sentence. I don’t know about you but I’m just not feeling the ‘lucky’ part. No food, water or shelter and waves of killer radiation coming at you like a locomotive – would I really want to survive that? Sure, there are a scant few feel good stories about loved ones being reunited, and no doubt a parent finding their child in all that chaos is a miracle.
But what lies ahead for these people? After months and months of sharing a tiny patch of a gymnasium floor and a bowl of rice there will be huge fallout from the radition leaks for years to come. How does a country recover from that?
And of course, here come the predictions. Bible passages are being quoted and passed about and quite frankly I’m shocked at how many folks are convinced that “The End” is upon us. Some are digging bunkers, reinforcing makeshift shelters and stocking up on canned goods.
Not this gal. I can think of nothing worse than being Last Man Standing. I’ve never been a fan of canned anything and I know for a fact that to continue living in those circumstances would make me wish I dove headfirst into the Big Wave. Lots of things are worse than death in my Good Book, and surely hunkering underground with a can of corn is one of them. Clearly, a hero I’m not, but thank God there are plenty of heros out there. Folks are begging and praying to speed over to Japan to assist in any way they can and that’s what makes this world go ’round I guess.
Kudos to the volunteers, you are a special lot. But please, in the event that a catastrophy of that proportion ever strikes here, do not waste your time saving me. Let me go towards The Light, cuz I’d be no good at surviving The Dark.
Shall we bow our heads and pray for the lucky survivors? Yes, I think we shall. They have a truly difficult road ahead of them, and I wish them well.
I’m thinking Mud Season will be looked upon a bit differently this year….at least by me.
