It almost makes me cry...

when MSN reports that,

"As patches along Highway 49 blinked to life, there were screams of joy and fulfilled dreams: air conditioning. Hot showers. Hot food. Clean hair. Eventually, ice."

These are things refugees in other parts of the world would never expect to get. Maybe not in their entire lives.

We are a wealthy nation. I wonder if we ever truly appreciate it.

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Blogger Lukas Abrhm said...

please don't call them refugees.
they are americans.

3/9/05 10:34  
Blogger k_sra said...

Displaced persons? I realize they aren't running to a foreign country to escape persecution, but what do you wanna call peoples seeking refuge?

3/9/05 10:49  
Blogger Worldgineer said...


3/9/05 11:18  
Blogger graculus said...

Persons who, because of real or imagined danger, move of their own volition, spontaneously or in violation of stay-put policy, irrespective of whether they move within their own country (national refugees) or across international boundaries (international refugees).

I think these people come into that definition. American or not.

3/9/05 14:15  
Blogger Lukas Abrhm said...

they really didn't move of their own volition, eh? they stayed put because of their economic situation. that's really the point of my previous post.
those with nothing, no cars, no money, have been left to dance on sabres. and that's tragic.

3/9/05 17:30  
Blogger k_sra said...

point being, even our poorest of the poor are richer than several nations put together.

3/9/05 20:25  

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