Sale, Looting

Thanks to everyone who sent good wishes and such yesterday. :)

Had the dilemma of what I'll do with my time now put off one more day: a few things came in the mail today, one of them being an acceptance from On Spec for "Lagtime", one of my few, rare science fiction stories. Most of the afternoon's gone to compiling contract stuff and poking around for a new market for the story that bounced home in the same mail batch, sending out Claire de Lune to the first victims readers, things like that. So the guiltmonkey is sated for now. Tomorrow we'll see what happens when it jumps on me to write and I don't have anything to write.

cpolk, sosostris2012, wicked_wish, and several others have posted in the last day or so on the looting going on in Katrina-affected areas, how the media's covering it, how the poor have been essentially left to fend for themselves in disaster conditions. And I agree with them, although I've found myself neutral on most of the hurricane coverage, hurricane-related things, hurricane memorabilia minted from metal found under hurricane sites that the U.S. Mint will surely be selling in four years' time. It amazes me how people will leave their possessions behind and give them up for lost, then get all pissy when someone else who's stranded there finds use for them. Like the woman said, when I leave my stuff lying around, winds or not, it's my tough shit when it's gone. The whole thing makes me shake my head: you're alive and safe, and others are not, and you're worrying about your goddamn television? Yeah. The TV's replaceable. Fuck off.