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I Am a Looter

I just read on an arabic language website that al Qua’ida has taken credit for Hurricane Katrina.

C’mon. Stop groaning, someone has to make the first joke.

I see the images on television and imagine myself stuck with my family in the middle of New Orleans. Hopeless.

You would call me a looter. I would break into stores and other homes looking for food and bottled water. I would break into sporting goods stores and look for guns, ammunition, and other weapons in order to protect myself and my family.

I have no choice, because I would have nothing. Because I would need anything. And protect everything.


Kevin said:

I came to the same conclusion after thinking it over for a few minutes.

At first, I was outraged when I heard about looting. Then I put myself in their shoes, just as you did.

I'd be a looter too, if it meant the survival of my family.

Posted on Sep 06, 2005 11:46 AM

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