Haitin Divorce (an unadulterated rant)

Haiti has had an earthquake. Aye, Haiti where the national religion is voodoo and there are actually people who are bona fide registered as "zombies". (I shit you not) Let's send them money coz when yer shanty town shack has fell doon and you've no insurance and the government have a cabinet minister to protect people from the "heebie jeebies" that's a good investment. Aye, I'm John Travolta and I drove a plane here full of food for people who are sustainance farmers, to whom a sack of rice is 3 years worth of work and now I'm appalled at them fighting over it like savages! Here's whit tae dae. Haiti is next door to the Dominican Republic. All inclusive holiday? Wedding on a Carribean beach? Trade it in for a months rubble piling in nearby Haiti. Think aboot it. Los Angeles could be earthquaked any day now. Will the good folk of Haiti fly in to John Travolta's hoose wi a sackfull of corn? Naw. He's got insurance. He's got the American government to sort oot his natural disaster. If they fight it's coz they're starving. We're greedy: no them. Look in yer fridge. You could feed a couple of families and no be out of pocket. Forget money, it's just a bit of paper. Whit use is a precious stone at a time like this? Gold bars? Surplus metal. Love someone, in Haiti or next door. That's what we're all hungry for. (Rant over)

More tomorrow...