It's Haiti. Who seems to care?

Yes. It is about 9:30 (p.m. mind you) and I am barely managing to complete all of my homework before the overdosage of Tylenol settles in and I fall into some type of coma-like sleep, likely to occur in approximately an hour and a half.
So here is my blasted article of the week.

http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5gDm7lRAjdXWzCH-GDsdZvbReCqCAD9308AVG0

Actually I felt some intense pity for the people of Haiti. Hurricane Hanna hit, ohhh, half a week or so ago. DEVASTATION, MY FRIEND! As a general statement, Hanna hovered over Haiti for about 4 days, dumping a load on the poor island. Tons of rain, mud is everywhere, trees are down, houses are flooded, there is no food, water, or shelter, 61 people are dead, and what are the U.N. troops doing?
Well let me relate one story in this article. The trucks, with the food and water and clothing that these people are in DIRE need of, met a bit of a gap in the road. Instead of finding any way to cross the gap or to even manage to get the supplies across the gap to the starving children, the trucks merely turned around. I guess it seemed like a good idea at the time. =/
The audience would have to be those people with some sort of pity for people that have lost everything...and I mean everything, in this hurricane. Any person with sympathy of any kind can feel some sorrow for these people that have lost family, left their children orphans, and suffered a type of Hurricane Katrina..the devastatingly poorer version. This article brings out that human compassion hidden somewhere inside of me. It really got to me when one prolific man stated: "If they don't have food, it can be dangerous." Well, good call, sir. I suppose you're right. I never thought about it that way. It must be some type of trouble to go without FOOD OR WATER! Okay, if they are going to cover this story, shouldn't they at least quote people with some sense of what is going on. I mean, I knew nothing about this beforehand other than the fact that Haiti was in the path of Hanna. I really hadn't watched the news in too long. Oh except for Faux News at my sister's and considering they don't tend to tell us too much about the lives of lesser people (I'm kidding, don't attack) I was left somewhat unaware. But even I could have provided that much input in this article as the wise man who said that without food it could be dangerous. That almost makes me want to hit someone. Journalists these days. We need new ones.
But not focusing on what I was ignorant of, I am more interested in what I learned. Yes, friends, I learned. Learrrnnnneeeddd. One: 250,000 people have been affected. Did you read that? That many. My Jesus that's remarkable. 250,000 people left helpless...or near it.
Also: Okay, I get it. The trucks aren't going to make it. I don't think the air has blocking gaps in the middle though, with rivers running through. So can't we take a nice helicopter over the rifts and at least give them something?! Also intriguing: The local Roman Catholic Church has turned into some sort of a de facto refugee camp.
It makes me rather sad, really. People are just hangin' out on the pews all day. Some are just...standing around. A few women had some little Haitian babies in there. And what do they have? No way of getting supplies.
My question for pondering...
What on EARTH is keeping them from trying every possible tactic to get these people fed and taken care of? Orphans? ORPHANS?! I mean...come on. Help the little ones out.

Ah. It ticks me off.
So, that's my passionate rant on world-happenings. Adios, poppets.