Friday, January 22, 2010
"My Home Town"
When the Rapture, End Times, Invasion from Mars or Wales comes. I'm staying put. I ain't going nowhere. New Yorkers is like that.
We can take any shit there is. We could'a took a Blitz if the Nazis had invested in that long range "Amerika Bomber" the Luftwaffe wanted. Fortunately both Goring, and Hitler had other fish to fry at the time.
The Me 264. The damned thing looked like a nazi B-29, and could have burned Boston, New York, and D.C. to the ground. Very like what we did to Hamburg, and Dresden with Lancaster's, and B-17's.
Well we 'did' have a mini-Blitz once.
Like a lot of New Yorkers I've been having those 9/11 dreams again. Generously mixed'n seasoned with assorted end of the world visions, and terrors. It's probably the Haiti Nightmare triggering this stuff.
200k, that 200,000 folks dead. That's the number everybody on the scene is is tossing about these days. This doesn't count the 10/20k, we're told, dying for lack of rescue, and medical attention.
To add to the madness some authorities, U.N., U.S.?, turned away some French jumbo jets loaded with field hospitals, medics, and food.
To put the 200,000+ Haitian casualties in historical perspective. More folks were killed or maimed in the Haitian earthquake than in the WW2 atomic bombing of Hiroshima or Nagasaki. More than in the bombing of London, Tokyo or Dresden.
So 200,000 or more souls cried out at once. No surprise we heard them, and later
I have no moral. No wise ending. This is just what it is. We all in our many ways sense this great loss.
My way is to dream of the Emerald City in flames, ruined, and forsaken.
Give what you can to whatever humane group you trust to help those remaining.
(Click to enlarge the paintings, and photo.)