From Voltaire's "Poème sur le désastre de Lisbonne," written in response to the Lisbon earthquake of 1755:
What crime, what sin, had those young hearts conceived
That lie, bleeding and torn, on mother's breast?
Did fallen Lisbon deeper drink of vice
Than London, Paris, or sunlit Madrid?
In these men dance; at Lisbon yawns the abyss.
Tranquil spectators of your brothers' wreck,
Unmoved by this repellent dance of death,
Who calmly seek the reason of such storms,
Let them but lash your own security;
Your tears will mingle freely with the flood.
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So did the president of Haiti on the Rachel Maddow Show.
For the vile Pat Robertson, I believe we need St. Carlin:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeSSwKffj9o
Good job. You really stuck it to Pat Robertson. Now try stealing candy from a baby; it's almost as easy.
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