I am a Kentuckian.
For some of you that will bring to mind beautiful horses, bourbon and basketball. For others it may be cruel jokes about intelligence and cousins.
The ugliest thing I have ever seen or heard thrown at the people of this Commonwealth is that the devastating floods in Eastern Kentucky are because of the way people voted and not to expect the “blue” states to help us out. Appalachian parents had their children taken by creek that washed away its banks in the middle of the night to become a raging river taking out bridges and some troll thinks it is okay to say that it was because of how they lived.
This hurts more and is uglier than anything I have every seen leveled at my state and my fellow citizens.
Tragedy and heartbreak know no political party. Love, compassion, empathy and human decency know no political party.
In December when tornadoes leveled towns in Western Kentucky and around Bowling Green, the response was overwhelming. The first responders were typically neighbors, regular people who became heroes the moment the deadly storm passed. For weeks people from surrounding counties showed up with chain saws, food and/or a willingness to help. Donations of money, food and hygiene supples poured to support victims. Entire communities came together to lift their neighbors. No one asked how the other voted before helping. Seven months later and we are still serving those that lost everything in the storm. Volunteers are still building homes and supporting services to help those who are striving get back to normal.
If your response to a tragedy is to cry or feel heartbroken for the victims, you are human.
If your response is to pray, you practice your Fatih.
If your response is to give or volunteer, you are a hero.
If your response is to blame the victims for a heartbreakingly deadly natural disaster you are a loser. Close out of Twitter, Facebook or whatever and walk to the nearest mirror. Take a good, hard look at yourself and ask, “What the hell is wrong with you?”