Lullabye for Hurricanes.

(I used to express myself in music and words much more than pictures. I'm trying to reawaken that part of myself before it withers and dies. .....I'm pretty rusty.)

This will be the second time in three years that my hometown is wiped off the map. Before Oregon, Illinois, New Zealand, Colorado, I lived in Louisiana.

I was born in New Orleans.

It probably explains a lot about me, actually.

There's a part of me that's breaking now, seeing that the city is once more at the mercy of the gods.....and in the three years since Katrina, the Bush administration has refused to do anything to save New Orleans from another catastrophe. The levees are just as weak. The mistakes of the past are looming large and real.

People didn't have to die three years ago. A little planning and realism would have saved many lives. We could accept the past and learn from Katrina.....but we disrespect their memories so thoroughly that we forget they have died.

So here it is, ravaged by the weather again.....and I don't think it can bounce back again.

.....New Orleans is special. It has a culture of its own. ....What we're witnessing on some level is the death of a civilization.

And no one seems to care.

I'm so fucking angry at our government right now.

If you have anything to give right now, please help Red Cross prepare for the relief.