I finally got out of bed at 6 after laying awake for too long and got my New York Times and came in and made too strong a cup of tea. I read this article about Haiti where before the earthquake orphanages were thin shells that housed sixty children in two-room shanties and that trafficking in children was going on long before the Baptist Idaho-ans had gone in to steal kids.
What in the hell am I doing with my life I wondered as I luxuriously sipped my tea from my china cup and watched the morning light on the bayou with a video of Tin in his crib humming on the table?
These poor kids – what is in their control – nothing but some fucked up adults fucking up their little tender lives. Assholes!