A HUNDRED AND FIFTY THOUSAND!!! LORDY LORDY!!

My prayers go out to the lost souls. The ones who are perishing even now under piles of rubble, the ones who are starving but refuse to eat the fish brought in by the fishermen because those fish might have been feasting on their loved ones. The ones who are hopelessly dehydrated from diarrea, and bad water. The ones here in the west who are frantic waiting for news.