I don't know why, but the cats let me sleep in this morning--late enough that I assumed the Spouse Thingy had already fed them and they were content to just chill out on top of me in bed. After only 3.5 hours of sleep the night (day?) before, I was grateful for it and was in a good mood when I got out of bed.
And dang, he had not fed them. They just let me sleep.
After they were fed I picked up my laptop and got online...and my good mood turned a little sour. Because, in the aftermath of what happened in Japan, I dunno, I had these expectations that everyone would be on board with helping quake and tsunami victims, Because, you know, that's what you do when tragedy hits. You do what you can to help, no matter what it is. Rescue worker skills? You go help. All you can do is donate $5? Donate $5. It all matters, and it all counts.
But poking around online, I keep seeing people talking about how Japan got what it deserved, and we (U.S. citizens) should do nothing because, hey, remember Pearl Harbor?
If you're one of those people...are you fucking insane?
Do you know how long ago that was? And hey, did you forget about the fact that the U.S. bombed the motherfarking hell out of Japan with nuclear bombs???
That war? IT'S OVER. Has been for a long, long time.
And so what if it hadn't? So what if it had been last year or even last week?
When the shit hits the fan like that, when the earth moves and swallows people whole and then drowns a few thousand more, you set the political crap aside and YOU HELP.
So yeah, my mood is a little more sour, because finding out there are so many stupid, sucky people crawling around? It bites.
Plus, something in the kitchen stinks, and I have to figure out what.
I hate cleaning...