Typhoon Haiyan

I can’t get my head around the devastation in the Philippines.

Thousands dead. Entire cities destroyed.

In the cyberpunk fiction of my youth and young adulthood, disasters like this were often part of the background of the world. A character would claim a false identity of a person from a town lost to the rising ocean. Or a person would have a missing relative, vanished in a hurricane, only to reappear when the plot required.

There are days I love living in the future. Days when the reach and promise, the grasping hope of humanity fill me with joy and confidence.

I never wanted to live in a cyberpunk world.

Red Cross
ShelterBox USA
Unicef
Doctors Without Borders / Medicine sans Frontieres
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