Tsunami

I'm at a loss of words with regards to the massive devastation wreaked on South Asia. In the pages of the Washington Post over the past few days there have been dozens of accounts of personal loss beyond anything I can comprehend, and images of people suffering that I can't get out of my head. I tried this afternoon to get my head around it by thinking of those tragedies that have somehow touched me personally. The most catastrophic I could think of were the attacks on September 11th. David was in the Pentagon that day, and I remember vividly the hours I spent on the floor of our apartment, trying to keep it together in front of our son while I waited to hear that he was okay. As dramatic as that day was, we lost a tiny fraction of the number of souls taken in the Tsunami, and the vast majority of us lost essentially nothing - myself, thankfully, included. I tried to magnify that horrible day by the orders of magnitude of horror visited upon the people of South Asia, and really just couldn't grasp it.

Our friends at Oxblog have a big list of organizations helping out. Take a look, and give as generously as you can.

[For those of you waiting for it - I did get your emails - I'm waiting to post on the paltry $35m commitment by the Bushies to see if that really is the final number. I just can't imagine that's really it.]