When I was in Australia in 2001 I went sailing with a fella who saved Fossett’s butt on one of his misadventures. Below the cut, you’ll find a story from the Travelin’ Light archives about Fossett’s savior Laurie Piper.
Let’s hope that Fossett has another Laurie Piper in his future.
“I only got seven dives in. I hope they didn’t jump the gun too soon.”
-Bob Shearer of Pennsylvania who was evacuated by military helicopter from the island of Roatan shortly before hurricane Felix devastated the region.
I really hate to use “Touron” to describe Bob. How about Inconsiderate, Dolt of Immense, Obtuse, Thoughtlessness (IDIOT). Thousands of homes and lives are threatened by one of nature’s most violent forces and Bob bitches about missing out on a few dives. They should have left Bob tied at the reef off of Roatan and let him do all of the diving he wanted to do, hurricane or no hurricane.
The storm strengthened to a Category 5 this morning and is likely to threaten the livelihoods and the lives of many of the friends I made in 2005, including Kaiser and his family. My thoughts are with them this morning.
I’ll post links to any relief efforts in the future….
I caught the tail end of a piece on NPR about a place in Africa with a dilemma that brings up some interesting points about the growing pains of development. I can’t remember the program I heard it on and I can’t remember the place. So, if anybody knows about this shoot me a link.
Anyhow, the mayor of this city is in a real bad situation. His city is incredibly poor and the wine industry is one of the few industries in town. One problem – the area has an extreme water shortage. His people are going thirsty while most of the water is being used to make wine.
In this city, converting water to wine isn’t a miracle; it’s a curse.
From the “New Rules” portion of his show on 8/24/07:
“If you (consumer) demand products that don’t cost anything, people will make them out of poison, mud, and shit.”
“Because in China their kids don’t play with the toys, they’re the ones in the factory making them.”
“I (impersonating American consumer) don’t have time to ponder whether these twelve-dollar jeans are a product of child labor. I just know that I’m an American on a budget and our lifestyle is a blessed one and I want to look nice standing in line for an iPhone.”
“Let’s buy toys from a communist police state, you know they’ll put in a little extra love.”
You can watch the entire segment or if you want to skip right to the bits on China skip to 3:20.
Money is actually starting to come in from writing and talking about the quest. Soon, I’ll have earned back half the expense of the trip, which is, you know, a good thing. But…an argument can be made that when the checks start rolling in the exploitation begins.
“Why don’t you leave her alone?” said my translator in Bangladesh, after I asked her to contact one of the garment workers for me again. “What does Arifa get out of this? You write a story and get paid, but what about her?”
I address this issue in a section of my book proposal titled, WHY I’M WRITING THIS BOOK:
I hope this book reaches the right reader with the right means, and the right ideas, so that he or she may…
BT gave life to the pan-ultimate rock opera/ballad/trippy tune of all-time, ever, in the history of rock ‘n’ roll – Children of the Sun. It’s my favorite song. I’ve got an entire in-car dance routine to it. In fact, I once got pulled over by a cop while performing it. He thought I was drunk. I told him I was rockin’ and he let me off with a warning.