I saw him collapse. More chunks of concrete were being thrown at the looters on the roof. The injured boy couldn’t get up. He’d try and then collapse again. Blood was pouring from his head. He was conscious but had no control over his body. I was afraid someone on the roof would see him lying there and throw another cinder block piece onto him. I was afraid he’d get killed. No one seemed to be helping him.
—Anderson Cooper, on the situation just before he scooped up the boy and carried him to safety.
Then, to close the article:
He was then taken away by someone else. We don’t know what happened to him.
I hope he’s ok.
I hope so too.
What a gutpunch.
But: how long would you bear the look of hunger in your children’s eyes, how long the pang in your own gut, before you’d be “looting” too? Until people aren’t desperately starving and medical resources stretched beyond limit, this is just what’s going to happen.
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