More on Katrina, Now it’s Personal…Kinda…

I got an email today via work with the names of seventeen Deaf/HOH people that lost their lives as a result of Hurricane Katrina. I didn’t know any of them. But because I count myself as a member of the Deaf Community (a fringe member, since I’m not Deaf, but that’s another blog topic for another day), they were important to me. They were mothers and fathers, children, brothers, and sisters…and they were Deaf/HOH…

The Deaf Community is not that big of a place, really. There’s a joke that I can sneeze at home in Anderson and someone Deaf/HOH in Charleston will text me to say bless you. News travels fast…joys and sorrows are shared…and this is most definitely a sorrow that will be felt throughout the Deaf Community nation and world-wide.

On a slightly related note…I wanted to comment on something that I heard the President say recently. Now those that know me know that I am not Dubya’s biggest fan…and that on occasion I have come up with some better names for him than Dubya. Lots of attention has been focused on him in the past week, and most of it has been negative…but I think that he has finally outdone himself when it comes to proving to us again and again the true nature of his character. During a speech discussing the devastation of the gulf coast, Baby Bush had this to say:

“Out of the rubble of Trent Lott’s house – he’s lost his entire house – there’s going to be a fantastic house. And I’m looking forward to sitting on the porch.”

I’m sure that you are, Mr. President. Just make sure that the porch on the house in Mississippi doesn’t face west toward New Orleans, or you might have to actually see the faces of those that were forgotten in the wake of the hurricane’s devastation.