I was in the car, driving somewhere I didn’t want to go to, to do something I wish I didn’t have to do…
When, one of those talking heads on the radio related a story about Anderson Cooper in Haiti. The talking head said that Anderson witnessed crazed looters throwing cinder blocks off a building, down into the crowd on the street, and a boy was hit in the head. It seemed the blow to the boy’s head caused him to be so unsteady on his feet--he could not stand up--let alone run for cover. More cinder blocks were poised from above, and nobody was doing anything to help the injured boy. If he didn’t move he would be hit a second time. Anderson Cooper rushed to his side and helped the boy to safety. News reporters don’t do that kind of thing, they just don’t.
The talking head started laughing and mocking Anderson Cooper, saying that everyone in Haiti has AIDS, and just wait, when the do-gooder reporter returned to the USA he would be shunned by all his buddies, because nobody would want anything to do with a guy that had been covered with the blood of a Haitian boy.
If I could have reached through the radio I would have socked that IDIOT smack dab in the kisser.
Look, I’m not Anderson Cooper fan. I don’t watch the news all that much. But I have to ask, how many people do you know that would rush to help that boy, putting their own life in jeopardy, in such a manner? Could you be so brave?
I had no idea that Anderson Cooper was gay, (for the record I almost feel as if the radio guy was holding that against him, GAG.) I had heard that his mother was Gloria Vanderbilt. I once saw a movie about her childhood, seemed the heiress had a tumultuous beginning. She married several times, and had Anderson and his brother later in life. His brother committed suicide right in front of her. It must have been horrifying to see her own son jump out of the window while she tried in vain to stop him.
Anyway, that’s about the extent of what I know about Anderson Cooper—except this—he’s obviously a better person than most. He did what so many would never do. I am a fan now. A big fan.
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