One small bit of good news

[katallison]

Just reported via Yahoo News--Fats Domino has apparently been found and rescued in New Orleans. No word on his family, though, who were with him when the storm hit.

I haven't been posting here because there's nothing I can say that isn't (a) being reported and commented on better by others, or (b) isn't ultimately self-referential (me! my OMG so deep feelings!), and hence pretty much beside the point at this juncture. And since I'm spending all non-work time obsessively following the post-hurricane news, I don't got a lot else to say. Not even quite sure why I'm posting the above, to be honest. Will return to lighter topics at some point.

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[coffeeandink.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you posted because it's just a nice bit of news. And I'll hope that his family are also okay, if they were with him.

That's why I haven't been posting either, although to be honest I do want to post a bit on lighter topics, except it seems heartless.

I was once told

[kormantic.livejournal.com]

that I had no heart, that I lived in my head so much, that I only ever felt the way I thought I should about things. I don't know how true that is; I can tell you that my stomach has been in knots for the people wiped out by the storm. I can tell you that I can't bear to watch the news, and yet feel that maybe it's somehow my civic duty to witness the suffering, rather than trying not to think about it too much, and so I manage three or four minutes of it at a time, before I have to turn the tv off again. I have no money, no buses, no HazMat suits, no construction skills or medical expertise, no house space to offer refugees. What can I give them but my hope that they'll soon get everyone out of New Orleans, before sickness and dehydration and desperation takes its true toll?

Man.

Re: I was once told

[thisisbone.livejournal.com]

I was once told that I had no heart, that I lived in my head so much, that I only ever felt the way I thought I should about things.

I don't know who told you that, but I'd like to forcefully disagree.

You got heart, kid. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

Re: I was once told

[kormantic.livejournal.com]

I've always been glad to know you, Miss Bone. Today, a little gladder still.

Re: I was once told

[katallison.livejournal.com]

You've said it all here ... yeah. I've started setting the kitchen timer, as a way of trying to limit my news-viewing time, because otherwise I overload and get sick, and then when I turn the set off I wander around in my nice dry cool safe well-provisioned house, with the plumbing and the running water, and feel just--unreal. Powerless. And like they're real, and I'm the ghost, clinging to these electronically-transmitted images, unable to touch or connect or DO anything.

Re: I was once told

[kormantic.livejournal.com]

exactly so.

Still, I'm glad your safe, I'm glad I'm safe, I'm glad that it looks like it may be coming together a little bit, that they might get those people out soon (if nowhere soon enough.)

[thisisbone.livejournal.com]

I've been vacillating between having nothing to contribute at all and wanting to think about something else...anything else...and feeling like I owe it to the people suffering to witness it at least, and be appalled.

LJ's been so quiet. Kind of alarmingly quiet, as if today, with the dearth of activity on my FList, now I should really be scared. Isn't that weird?

Tha gas thing freaks me the fuck right out. We have about 3/4 of a tank in both our cars, so I passed by stations that went from overly full to closed and empty within the space of the day, but I worry. Then I worry some more. Then I worry some more.

Then I want some porn to distract me.

Such is my current state.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

The gas situation is, to be selfishly honest, one of those things I haven't even been paying much attention to, because I'm lucky enough not to *need* a car to carry on with daily life; I can walk or bike or bus anywhere I have to go, certainly until winter locks down. But I know how much daily hassle and misery it's going to cause for others, and am edgy about the long-term economic implications.

Wish I had some porn to offer you, but I can at least send love, and I'm right with you in the conflictedness about must think about something/anything else and must bear witness.

[thisisbone.livejournal.com]

Wish I had some porn to offer you, but I can at least send love, and I'm right with you in the conflictedness about must think about something/anything else and must bear witness.

I'll take love over porn any day. ;)