in transit; angry

I've been helping a friend move house and am living out of a suitcase in his attic, and will be flying off to Istanbul on Tuesday morning. Many loose strings to tie up and people to bid reluctant farewells, so I won't have time for writing.

In any case, not much to say but that I'm sick at heart about the recent disasters in New Orleans and Baghdad, and furious about the disastrously incompetent and heartless response of my government (and its contributory negligence). We're the richest country on earth, a fucking superpower, and this is the best we can do?

See here and here and here and here for good reasons to be angry.