

It's how the painter Edvard Munch felt when he witnessed a blood-red sunset in Norway caused by the ultra-massive explosion of Indonesia's Krakatoa Volcano and a resultant devastating tsuanmi that totally wiped out this far-away island in 1883. This natural disaster was the source of his famous painting, "The Scream." I never knew this before, that a monster disaster, an explosion heard and seen round the world over 100 years ago, inspired this painting. “Suddenly the sky turned blood red,” Munch recalled. “I stood there shaking with fear and felt an endless scream passing through nature” (quoted in Wikipedia).
I was glued to the TV for several hours, then turned it off. Did I detect a hint of glee in the reporters’ coverage, an earth-shattering event that was good for the news. Somehow I think the news stations like these disasters. It brings millions to the tube. It goes on for days and days. Breaking news. Breaking news. Disaster. Death. Destruction.

“An endlress scream passing through nature,” a horrific natural disaster made worse by nuclear meltdowns and a rising death toll. Another Chernobyl, another Hiroshima and Nakasake, loom. Massive radiation contamination. An unending crisis, one on top of the other. We pray for Japan, for the people lost, for the survivors of these families who grieve surrounded by nothing but rubble, destruction, a flooded wasteland, and now nuclear fallout. Some things are beyond understanding. The cherry blossoms are weeping.
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