It is a Friday. I am sitting on a couch, in a house, next to a dog and a TV. I am in Canmore, Alberta, Canada, Earth. And this is home.
If a mighty storm were to come through the Bow Valley, I would be protected by a force field composed of my 4×4 truck, house of double paned windows, and Claire Martin proselytizing a soothing forecast on CBC. On big screen. In HD.
Two years ago, I wrote about the Uses of Haiti. Today- right now- parasite-endearing lakes still pop up in communities such as Leogane, made oh so vulnerable to storms by centuries of deforestation, and to disease by the impotence of the international community to unite around the most basic of human rights- health, sanitation, dignity. Maybe it’s not all doom and gloom- after all, Haiti’s GDP growth rate outpaced Canada’s in 2011. With that being said, my living room is not inundated in six feet of shit infested sludge.