Over ten years ago I started a short story I could never finish. It was called "Depraved Indifference," and to make a short story shorter, it was meant to describe the general state of modern social life. In the intervening decade or so any doubts I might have had about the accuracy of the description have, sadly, completely evaporated.
When the horror that was Katrina unfolded in front of us all on television, "depraved indifference" seemed to be a perfect...
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