Back to Nature
After the winds, the rains, the floods, come the looters. The more enterprising of them arrive before the storm is over. They come, too, with a good earthquake, a good fire, a good riot; anything “good” like that. After a good smash-and-grab, and until the breach is closed, they may continue coming through the hole.
To the mind of the looter, there is free stuff inside. “Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.”
Free stuff means, anything unguarded. “If I don’t take it, others will,” is the looter’s equivalent to a moral argument. In his heart, he probably half-believes this. Man, freed from