As the media took a break from stirring up this nation’s people, hurricanes brought out what is best in her people! People acting unselfishly and devoted to the welfare of others; only concerned for their beating hearts. Personal photos and videos of random acts of kindness began to appear. They were all fighting; not each other, but the noble fight. It was a thing of beauty, and a thing of beauty is a joy forever; because it is the truth, and we know how the truth upsets the media.
Quick to save face, reporters who had worked all year seeking to make a name for themselves flocked in front of screens attempting to cover up their past transgressions of race baiting and belittling our leaders. But, the damage was done. It was obvious to all that their concern for the country’s welfare was feigned: the names of Harvey and Irma would usurp theirs. For the truth was that the noble fight was the mud under the peoples’ feet and not that being slung by them.
For a while, we got a break from the insanity of the anarchists, atheists, and antagonists, and were offered a bit of sanity from a storm. For a brief moment, the storms of nature overshadowed the storms of man.