Being from California, I'm well aware of the vast devastation that can occur in the aftermath of an earthquake. You can imagine, then, how dismayed I was at the paucity of news coverage last Friday's earthquake in Missouri received. In fact, I only know about it at all because a Missourian (Missouri-ite? Missouri-itian?) happe
ned to mention it to me. At first, I assumed that it couldn't have been a big deal. Otherwise I would've heard about it, right? Wrong. When I saw
these pictures from the
Southeast Missourian, I couldn't believe my eyes. Chairs people are no longer able to sit in,
salt and pepper shakers upturned. Of course, I realize that most news stations already had their hands full, vigilantly storm-watching the light drizzle in Chile. But still, Missouri is just as much a part of this country as Chile is. When a disaster strikes them, it strikes us. And we deserve - we demand - to know about it.
ned to mention it to me. At first, I assumed that it couldn't have been a big deal. Otherwise I would've heard about it, right? Wrong. When I saw these pictures from the Southeast Missourian, I couldn't believe my eyes. Chairs people are no longer able to sit in, 
salt and pepper shakers upturned. Of course, I realize that most news stations already had their hands full, vigilantly storm-watching the light drizzle in Chile. But still, Missouri is just as much a part of this country as Chile is. When a disaster strikes them, it strikes us. And we deserve - we demand - to know about it.
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