When you think you have seen or heard everything about hurricane Sandy, you take a walk around the neighborhood, or talk to friends and relatives and find out that --no...there's so much more, that this is very large and very deep. Many of us can only think of that other awful day, eleven years ago on September 11, as the yardstick with which to measure this new horrible disaster. There are still many neighborhoods without electricity, many fallen
trees waiting to be disposed of, and still not all trains and buses are
running.
To see whole neighborhoods wiped out, to hear from a friend that their house got flooded, that their cars floated away or got destroyed by the salt water of the ocean waves that just washed into their house, and now sand covers everything, it is heartbreaking. What can you say? People I know have lost all this and have no electricity and no heat, and now it's getting very cold.
And... sad to say -- that when we invited our friends to come to our place, so they could take a hot shower and just recover--they can't ...because they are afraid of the looters -- lowlife people who like to feast on other people's suffering. These thugs --animals behave better, so I won't call them that-- these thugs are going around breaking into the destroyed homes of people and taking what little is left.
In other instances, you have these hoodlums roaming in packs attacking desperate people who go to gas stations to get fuel for their generators or cars. In one instance, a miserable thug pointed a gun to a man that was just fueling his car, and demanded that the man fuel the thug's car instead! And where is the police? They have their hands full helping people and trying to prevent further anarchy.
I find it amazing that we humans, living in the 21st century, think that we are so civilized and so advanced, and yet when disasters strikes, that civilization peels off -- like a very thin layer -- from our minds and souls --- and some revert back to being savages...how sad for the rest of us....and them -- how sad.