I remember what Hurricane Ike was like. It was scary because you knew it was coming. It was scary because of the wind. But everyone knew after hours and hours of wind and rain, it would eventually stop. It was eerie around here when there was no electricity. At least I knew that my house was still standing afterwards, in the dark. For two weeks, I had my house and knew it wouldn’t fall down on me — even if the ceiling was crumbling in a couple of places. I felt safe in my house.
The people in Haiti have no such security. Either their houses were destroyed or they were unstable — the houses could fall at any moment. They are by necessity out in the street. The city was built to accommodate 50K, but 2 mil were living there. They don’t have electricity. They don’t have any way to communicate.
I turned off every media that focused on any violence in Haiti earlier today. The PBS News Hour disappointed me in trying to push that point. It’s wrong and sensationalizing. Something Fox News Channel would do — like they did with the president’s stopping deportations.
My hope is that things will get better over the weekend. There has to be a way for the U.S. military, the Red Cross and the U.N., despite their losses on the ground, to get their operations up and running.
Now for the shame. Though no one I try to shame will ever admit it, I’ll do it anyway.
First to Kevin Whited. Coward. Nothing on the Houston Haitian community or the earthquake. As if it never happened. Less than a month into the new city administration, Kevin is grousing. Who could have predicted?
And then there is Kathleen. Remember, she’s all for getting blacks (not Hispanics so much) into the Republican party. Here are her contributions. On her Houston Chronicle blog, it seems self promotion and the pasty work is more important than what happened in Haiti. She finally posted something today — a false equivalence — seriously, Danny Glover vs. Pat Robertson? But she adds this diddy that she claims she can’t get out of her head:
The devil went down to Hait, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind ‘cos he was way behind: he was willin’ to make a deal.
When he came across this young man talkin’ to a frenchi who was all hot.
And the devil jumped upon a palm stump and said: “Boy let me tell you what:
“I bet you didn’t know it, but I own the frenchies too.
“And if you’d care to take a dare, I’ll make a bet with you.
“Now you have pretty good island, boy, but give the devil his due:
“I bet freeing you from the french against your soul, ‘cos I think I can make it better for you.”
The boy said: “My name’s Jean-Bertrand and it might be a sin,
“But I’ll take your bet, your gonna regret, ‘cos we’re the best island that’s ever been.”
Where the hell did she get that from? I can’t find it anywhere. Is there some email making the rounds? Sorry, but that’s the most racist thing I’ve read in a while.
She finishes with this:
Danny, Pat? I’ve got a newsflash for you guys. Satan didn’t do this and gobal (sic) warming didn’t do this. This is called nature. So get over your stupid theories.
I don’t get it.
It seems fairly straight forward to me. There is a Haitian community in Greater Houston. The earthquake is a big deal. Perhaps these Republicans got burned during Katrina and can’t seem to bring themselves to even look at what happened in Haiti.
It will take a lot of work by people with more expertise than me to get Haiti together and healthy and safe. Is there so much going on that Kevin and Kathleen can’t even suggest a place to give on their very influential blogs?