Looking at the mess in Oklahoma this morning, several not quite connected thoughts rush into my mind.
Maybe it's really the end of the world, in tiny instalments.
The third little piggy was wrong. Straw, wood or bricks, none of them stand up against a strong enough wind.
Tornadoes are as random as hurricanes.
So far noone is rising up to tell those poor people that they know tornadoes happen there, thus they have no business trying to live there, and the rest of us are not going to help them rebuild, especially not using taxpayer dollars.
If bad things happen because God is angry with someone, looks like he is angry with an awful lot of people, including a lot of kids. Could be he needs anger management counseling.
Noplace is safe.
We're all in the same boat. We'd all better start rowing in unison, and soon.
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