I am beginning to think that the world loves a good tragedy. We look on with the right amount of angst etched into our faces, while secretly thanking which ever Being we believe in that it wasn't us. We wonder selfishly what would we have done, how would we have coped, if we had been in that situation. The thought actually struck me as I was watching yet another CNN perspective on the Haitian earthquake. In one shot there seemed to be more reporters, aid workers and UN personnel than there were actual victims! Hype and politics aside however, there is something comforting about the fact that we still seek to be our brothers' keeper, regardless of skin color, religion, or any of the usual differences. The outpouring of help and compassion does restore one's faith in humanity.Speaking about faith, I was struck by the undercurrent of this in many discussions around the earthquake. In one BBC radio show I heard, many members of the audience questioned if God existed. After all, if He did, then how could He have allowed this tragedy to happen?