Disgusted, so disgusted.

This morning on CNN, I saw an interview with a young American woman, Ashley, who was describing her "ordeal" as she was evacuated from Lebanon. Now, granted, being evacauted from a war zone in-and-of-itself is an ordeal, no doubt, but here is the gist of her beefs.

They were taken out on a cargo ship. As it was a cargo ship, there was very little food and people fought over what little there was; also, there were no berthings and people had to lay upon cardboard boxes and/or cover themselves w/ tarps. Sounds pretty rotten, sure... till you find out that the trip lasted only 11 hours.

ELEVEN HOURS. Jesus H. Christ, you spoiled, selfish, ignorant ninny. Imagine you didn't get a fucking bite to eat for eleven whole hours! How did you survive?? Imagine you had to lay upon a cardboard box! Because, duh, after only eleven hours you of course would need a comfortable place to rest your weary head. How did you manage??

Oh. My. Fucking. God. You have GOT to be kidding me with this. I was disgusted, so disgusted, to listen to this. Um, hello?? They got your ungrateful ass out of a WAR ZONE and back home to Short Hills, New Jersey, or whatever suburb you were from. So sorry you went for 11 hours without feeding your face. What a fucking inconvience! You ignorant bitch.

AND I would bet my farm that, despite having so bravely survived this "ordeal", it has not even flittered across Ms. Ashley's spoiled, self-centered little pinhead that- OhMaGah! That's what it's like to be homeless in America!! Except, Ash, it's not 11 hours that you don't get a hot meal. It could be days. And except, it's not for 11 hours that you lay on a cardboard box. That box is your home. Period.

Get over yourself, Ashley. Be thankful, so thankful, that you have it so good that you feel justified to gripe over not eating for eleven hours while a war rages around you and your country brings you home to safety.