Dios mio, El Presidente
I follow Jozy Altidore on Twitter. I don't know why; my attention is already divided enough and he's not exactly zinger-prone. About the only thing Jozy's feed does for me is alert me when he is terribly said for very good reasons I am ignorant of. A couple months ago he tweeted a series of frowny face emoticons and said he was going to sign off for a while; Charlie Davies had just gotten in a car accident. I didn't know, and momentarily thought he was having some sort of episode with a special lady friend. I feared for the future of the US strike corps, and felt heelish when that concern became real.
A couple days ago he said he didn't understand how anyone could talk about anything except Haiti—he's Haitian—and I thought to myself "why the hell would anyone talk about Haiti"?
[feeling terrible about lack of current events knowledge interlude]
Not a good couple months for Jozy. I envision him in a hospital waiting room trying to figure out how the hell to get the symbol key to deploy :-( over and over.
He's plugging folks to donate and I've gotten a couple of requests to do so as well. So here's that plug. Orson used to be tangentially associated with various charities that help horribly misfortunate people across the globe and has suggestions as to where your money would be best sent. Also, if you want to see someone rail against Rush Limbaugh re: Haiti at lengths you didn't think possible on Twitter, @ebertchicago is your guy.