HERE WE STILL GO

Another day, another disaster.
I look at the wire service reports each day and list in my mind the latest badness to beset the world. A typhoon and earthquake have led over the past several days but each day gives me more reason for sadness for, each day, reports from both areas tell tales of individual human misery pulled from an already thick volume of sadness and despair.
In those stories I see people, just people. Really, save for the fact that I know where they are, these folks could live a couple states away. They grieve for their children and families, their cries of anguish understandable given that their hopes and dreams have been crushed beyond repair and I'd probably do the same.
They say these things happen for a reason though I am hard-pressed to come up with one that fits here. I'm now grasping at the notion that perhaps some of us around the world will suddenly realize that despite our leaders penchant for painting pictures of an enemy to be reckoned with there are mostly just people over there, like us. They may not follow our way of life but, when push comes to shove, we all cry the same kinds of tears.