Seven children who died in a house fire in Brooklyn very early yesterday morning are being buried* today, and there obviously are no words to describe the grief of their mother and sister, who got out alive, and their father, who wasn’t home at the time.
But the rest of us should be feeling something way beyond horror, and we should be expressing something much more powerful than sorrow.
We should be angry. Furious. Mad as hell. Because this tragedy was both avoidable and predictable. Continue reading