I am ticked off again.

And I am afraid that I am losing my compassion.
Why are people so helpless?


During Katrina.....Where was the government?

When that girl was killed in aruba...

Where is the government?

Americans stranded in the tsunami?

Where is the government, to help us out? Her mother moans.

This past week, here in So Cal there is the film clip of the woman watching the fires bear down on her home?

"Where is the fire department?", she moans.

Three people gunned down on the streets of Lost Angeles..

Where is the cop and the law? Mothers moan.

A So Cal woman, stuck in Lebanon tells the media..

I call the American embassy and they don't answer-
Where is the government? She whines (thought she was gonna moan, eh?).


It's that same government, that you hate so much and complain about, that you want to race to your rescue.

Pay more taxes and get those vital services that you do not have when the poop hits the fan.

Be ready for the disaster that will one day knock on your door.
Know where all the fire exits are and have a plan B,C, D and E...


Back in 1971 we were huddled in the driveway of our home right after the Sylmar earthquake....

We were pretty stunned and didn't know what to do....

I told my mom to call the police department and she answered me with this line of wisdom....

"I think they are busy helping people that need it..."


From that day on, I know not to ask for the goverment's help.....

I simply ask....

Where am I?

I got myself there, I can get myself back again.