When a reporter and two photographers from The Associated Press arrived at Shiga’s doorstep Friday, the scared and disoriented farmer said: “You are the first people I have spoken to” since the earthquake and tsunami.
Wow. I have felt strongly about loneliness in my life, but this, this would be a complete mind-fuck. You want to believe there are still people out there, but at what point do you start thinking that the world has literally ended? Perhaps that’s overstating this case, but honestly, what would be going through your mind if you were in his position?
