August 16, 2010
god damn
Pictures of the flooding in Pakistan.
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Thank you for posting this, Deron. The photos are remarkable. The scenes are heartbreaking. And yet, in every photo I see of the devastated area, the beauty of the people, of the place, and of the culture shines through.
Looking at these photos has been one of the most moving experiences in recent memory.
I read a poem when I was in college. Now I can’t remember who wrote it or what it was called. I just remember that it said something like: “the tombstone reveals that she should have turned five today.” And then there might have been more, but then there was this line that I remember really clearly: “Who do we see about this?”
Who do we see about this?