Fiorella understands frustration. She understands anger. She understands speaking out--even yelling. But what she doesn't understand is deliberate destruction of property. Or hurting people.
Riots are not for her.
Showing posts with label destruction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label destruction. Show all posts
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Friday, October 10, 2014
Out of Africa
The disease has crossed the ocean, which was bound to happen. Fiorella realized the possibility when she first read about it years ago. After all, the world is shrinking every day. But let's hope Ebola is contained and that the medical advances in its treatment are effective. And let's hope it doesn't become a weapon.
A weapon, you say?
Think about infecting someone, then sending him into a target populace. Whole nations could be wiped off the face of the earth. Whole continents could be swept clean. Humankind could be reduced to small enclaves hiding in caves, much as we began.
Hmm . . . wonder if this has happened before.
A weapon, you say?
Think about infecting someone, then sending him into a target populace. Whole nations could be wiped off the face of the earth. Whole continents could be swept clean. Humankind could be reduced to small enclaves hiding in caves, much as we began.
Hmm . . . wonder if this has happened before.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)